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Saved by the Lightning

Last night I ran over to the track to do the weekly tri club track workout. It started raining on me when I was almost there and I thought "wow, this is nice - it won't be as hot and running in the rain is fun!" When I got there all my tri buddies were already working out, all oblivious to the weather. I started my workout as well, but noticed the lightning was getting closer and closer. Doug, the coach, said we were all crazy and left, saying he has heard too many stories about people getting hit by lightning while out running. I figured I would keep myself safe by not standing still - it works that way, right?
Anyway, I was dying during my first set of intervals. The bronchitis was in full force. I stopped after the first set and walked over to get my water. I looked down and my heart rate was freakin' 190! After at least a 30-60 second break! So I guess that means I'm still sick.
The rain started coming sideways and I felt like Forrest Gump (not for the running part...for the rain part). Soon enough everyone started talking about leaving if the lightning started getting any closer and sure enough they called it quits during my second attempt at an interval set. I begged for a ride home and was delivered to my door a soaking wet mess, with a whole 2.85 mile run on my garmin. But, that was probably the best thing that could have happened because today my throat is killing me and I look like death. Had it been 95 degrees and sunny last night I would have been much closer to death and would have tried to finish the whole workout, despite the fact I'm operating on severely diminished lung capacity. I guess I learned that I shouldn't try to go fast for a while - the long slow run the other day felt just fine, but last night certainly did not!

Comments

Benson said…
Hey, good on ya for at least getting a little aerobic.
But whoa! Lightning? wholly scary motivator.
Take care and kick that bronchitis and not blow a gasket with a HR like that. Yikes.
CoachLiz said…
I got out to Memorial and sat in my car while it poured for a good 35 minutes, but then the rainbow appeared and I went out for an easy 6 miles.

The temps had dropped and there was a light breeze. It was beautiful. I'm sorry that you did not have those conditions.

Take care of yourself and get plenty of rest. Are you still going to CdA this weekend to volunteer???

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