What was THAT?
On the run yesterday, I zipped past J on one of the big climbs home. It felt great…for about fifteen seconds. Then there was such a full body drain on my resources that I swear to you I could physically feel something inside me reach out into my limbs, like a gloved hand beneath my skin, coming from my core and extending out into my limbs, hungry for some source of power to get me the rest of the way up the hill. It creeped me out, but I loved it, of course.
Today was back to the tough yoga program. During a low dropping extended leg stretch, I felt a part of the damage, internal scarring from my groin pull, pop loose. Again, pleasing, yet disturbing. I made it through with no pain, so bonus.
The importance of proper diet has become more prominent in our focus as we each continue to experience paying the price for not eating, not eating enough, or not eating the right foods. For me, timing is critical. I constantly swing between nausea and weakness.
I’m talking about healthy food for the most part, not meals based on garbage. In particular, I’ve found that running after eating tofu is a long, hard trip through hell. Apples are great, but the energy doesn’t last. J prefers to carb load, which I don’t feel is necessary for short runs (and I’m lazy- my carbs take extra prep and I’m busy before runs).
I can’t see how this is an advantage in the natural world. If you need to flee an enemy or chase down dinner, you don’t have a perfectly measured meal exactly thought out and consumed beforehand. Maybe my people would have died out from inferior bodily systems.
Playing with Google Earth, I’ve been able to look at some of the hills I climb. The two largest hill climbs are 63 and 64 foot gains in elevation over about a quarter mile each time. When I have more time, I plan to map the entire course, because the entire mileage is riddled with hills of all types.
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