Saturday's run was BAD. And now I am NOT looking forward to the race this Saturday. I'm actually kind of scared for it.
So, Saturday morning started with a yummy breakfast of eggs and toast. The husband wanted to do a weight training DVD that we have, so we did that together and then we changed into our running gear and went out together. Hubby only wanted to run 3 miles, so he did one lap of the lake with me (I kept up with him the whole time!) and then headed home. I went for another lap and around 5.5 miles I started to suffer. All of my energy was gone (used up in the first 4 miles, plus the 40 minute video full of squats and lunges). Not the smartest move on my part, combining a long run with the weights, but I wanted to do both. So I cut the third lap short and ended up running 8.5 miles, instead of the planned 10. After the first 4 miles, my times got worse and worse as I did more and more walking. My legs were dead and it was SO windy that my normal 10 minute-mile jog became a 12 minute shuffle. BLAH.
This Saturday is probably my last half marathon for 2010. It's kind of sad. I really wanted to kill the course this year, but I know it isn't going to happen. Oh well. I still have a 10K and the Wasatch Back Ragnar Relay to look forward to. That 10K next week will be an automatic PR, no matter how slowly I go.
In pregnancy news, I have no symptoms to complain about. I use the bathroom maybe a time or two more than normal during the day - but it isn't too big of a deal. I always already going often from running and trying to drink plenty of water. No nausea, no aversions to food (thank heaven!), and I haven't been tired... until Saturday. I figure that's because I over did with the exercising, and now I'm still trying to catch up.