I did not end up going south today to run the Eastern States 20 Miler. I was determined to feel better this weekend, but I kept not feeling better. After school on Friday, I asked Sam at 3:30 if I could lie down for 30 minutes before he left to go workout, and I woke up at 7:00 (bless him), got up to eat dinner, and then went back to bed until morning.
When I woke up, I made my decision to NOT go. Then later in the day I started to feel better, and I decided I WOULD go, but do only the half marathon. My mom was applauding me every time I said I was not going to go, and Sam was saying: "You should go!" (My mom is always telling me to listen to my body and be careful, slow down, take some rest, which is why she would be a terrible coach but makes a wonderful mother.)
Last night at about 7:00, I was changing my mind every 10 minutes. I was so tortured over it that you might have thought I was deciding which child to give away. I wanted to go, thought I could do it, but was not 100% healthy and had not run since Tuesday.
Finally when my last check of the weather reported it to be windy along with cold, I made myself type a message to my friends that said I was staying home. I wanted to be at peace with my decision, but I hate missing out on stuff, and this morning when I woke up at 7:00, I actually thought: "they just left. I can catch them."
BUT... turns out I am very glad that I stayed home. The winds on the course were reportedly "fierce" and "horrendous." That might have set me back another week, as I am very susceptible to wind to make me more sick.
I settled for a longish run on the treadmill away from the winds. I was running slow and still working very hard, and the more miles I went the more clear it was that I was glad I stayed home. I stayed on that treadmill for over 2 hours and watched people come and go, and listened to all my great, new music (play list coming soon). 12 miles, check. Week 11: not so much.
The sole sisters are in rough shape. There were 4 of us going to this race. Christine reignited a leg injury and had decided not to run, Suzanne (poor, poor dear) was just starting signs of the stomach flu and quit at mile 2, and Susan was the sole survivor, finished all 20 miles through 3 states, despite the high winds.
Wow... that was a lot of blabbering about not going to a race. With February's Mid-Winter Classic being canceled due to bad weather, I'm now 0 for 2 in the 2011 race season.
Really excited for a strong (I hope) week of training and getting ready for next weekend's race: Race the Runways Half Marathon. 5 out of 6 of us are registered and I'm hoping everyone is healthy, and that this changes dramatically:
For the love of all things good and holy, can we get some warm weather here?
On Saturday, I baked some of Smitten Kitchen's amazing Apple Cheddar Scones for my friends to take down to the race with them, and doubled the batch so we could keep some. Even though the Smitten Kitchen recipe is fully photographed, I took a couple photos of the process.
In the mixer, before adding the apples and the dry ingredients: