The Aftermath of Running Late
So, like I mentioned the other night, I'm a bit out of shape and decided to change this by running. So I pulled the treadmill out and after some technical difficulties I got it working. I decided that I'd run for one mile. After all, one mile isn't so far, is it? I mean 7 years ago I was running 5 miles a day in the Army. It turns out, that if one hasn't run in quite a while, that "one" mile is quite a long distance. In fact, it was such a long distance that I didn't feel too hot afterwards.
That's right, I didn't give up. Nearly dying, I made my way down that long stationary mile. Dripping with sweat, I decided to get in the shower to cool off and to get cleaned up for bed. Upon stepping in to the running water of the shower, I got this queasy feeling, a feeling as if I were going to die, right there in the shower. (read extended entry for graphic detail of what happened next)
I began projectile vomiting all over the tub, the shower curtain, and myself. The only thought I had in my mind, was that of dying in my tub and laying in my own vomit and feces (which I was scared was going to come next). I mustered the last ounce of sanity from my broken body, rinsed my self off, climbed out of the shower soaking wet, and fell on my bed where I believed I would die. I lay there long enough to compose myself and realize that death wasn't eminent and then got up to clean the shower.
I'm not quite sure exactly what had happened physiologically, but what I do know now is that: one mile is a long road to travel when you haven't gone close to there in a while. Next time, I'll take it a little easier and set a more realistic and attainable distance. I don't want to go through that again. There's nothing like running a mile, only to have to clean your own vomit from the tub. I can just see it: "now announcing the 2008 Summer Olympics' newest event 1.6 Kilometer run and cleanup".
Comments
An offer is still out there for a partner in pain; a teammate for training; a conditioning co-conspirator. You have described a very unpleasant headline. Let it not ever be put to print.
Posted by: FredH | January 21, 2004 01:46 AM
You've got a ways to go if you intend to be competative :)
Serge Arbona runs treadmill 24-hour record.
Posted by: kasei | February 2, 2004 05:00 PM
hehe, that's sweet! Thanks kasei for the link.
Posted by: obigabu | February 3, 2004 07:48 AM