Disclaimer - This post is kinda gross, might not want to read on...
So - I kept up my end of the bargain. I got in 6 miles on the TM on Saturday and 9.5 miles on the track by Marisa's house on Sunday.
Sunday was hard and to be quite honest, it stopped being fun after about mile 7.5. I actually felt really good when we stopped at mile 5 to refill water and use the restroom, I even felt ok from mile 6-7, but then my legs started locking up and feeling like jelly. I started getting super naucious and sore and had to force myself to finish. I'm somewhat depressed that I only had 2 more laps on the track to finish to make 10 miles...I would have finished those 2 laps if I didn't feel like I was going to throw up and collapse and die.
Not an over dramatization.
After Marisa finished the 10 miles we went over to Smoothie King for some protein and carbs in delicious fruity smoothie form. In case you were wondering, pineapple and passion fruit doesn't taste that great coming back up. I'd really like to go back to Smoothie King when I'm not feeling so crappy. Anyone?
Anyway, long story short, I spent the rest of the night not being able to keep anything in my stomach, including water. It was fairly miserable and I woke up this morning a dehydrated mess. It's currently 3:48pm and I'm finally starting to feel like a human being again.
Point is when you're attempting to run your first 10 miles....don't go out drinking firefly/water until 2am the night before and don't have the last time you eat be 2:30pm when you aren't even running until 6:30pm.
Words of wisdom from me to you.