The beginning of this week, Maddy got sick with stomach flu. It was awful to watch but she took it like a champ and was completely her normal self the next morning. Wednesday night Houston and Maddy drove down to New Orleans with me, as I had a few meetings at Tulane Thursday and Friday. Maddy slept the whole way and was in a great mood on arrival at "Park View" bed and breakfast, a small historic hotel that neighbored Audubon Park (right next to Tulane).
|Audubon Park, NOLA|
Waking up early Thursday morning to run, Houston an I both felt tired and leg heavy. I had done two medium workouts in a row so it was expected, therefore I cut my run from 80 minutes to 70 minutes.
That afternoon when I returned to the hotel Houston let me know he also had stomach flu. By that evening, so did I. We spent the night battling hot/cold flashes along with other symptoms while Maddy caught up on her beauty sleep.
Friday morning, I knew I probably should have taken the day off, but instead I struggled through one loop of Audubon park before cleaning up and heading back to Tulane. That afternoon I was super exhausted and still not feeling up to anything, so Houston, Maddy, and I walked half a mile to a crepe restaurant and ordered three crepes to-go. After one or two bites we were completely full, and spent the rest of the evening hanging out with Maddy on the porch of the hotel.
|Veggie Crepe. No appetite for it.|
|Maddy and her big baby blues getting dinner Friday night.|
Saturday morning I had planned on running 17 miles. Since coffee didn't brew until 7am at this hotel, I went out sans caffeine and figured my legs would wake up after a mile or two.
The lack of fluids and food was very evident in my body from the first step, and after 35 minutes I was completely spent. I had planned on breaking up the 10 mile portion I had at marathon pace anyway, but now I opted out of it completely. After one lap of the park at 6:30 pace (about 1.8 miles) I called it a day (7.5 miles in). I was too weak and tired. The old Meggan would have ran 2 1/2 hours versus the 2 I had scheduled. This Meggan is a little bit more rational.
We finally squeezed our vacation into the rest of the day, going to the French Market and Cafe du Monde that morning, doing some drive-by site-seeing, then driving out to the middle of swamp country (nowhere) around lunch time and driving back along the coast. I slept a good portion of the way back. I think Maddy was more excited than anyone to be home.
|Cafe au Lait & Beignets from Cafe Du Monde|
Monday: 80 minutes w. strides
Tuesday: 60 minutes w/ 25 minutes of short fartlek (30-70 seconds)
Wednesday: 80 minutes w/ 5 miles in the middle at half marathon race pace (6:12) (added on afterwards on the treadmill)
Thursday: 70 minutes with Houston (he was pushing Maddy in the jogger)
Friday: 20 minutes (stomach flu)
Saturday: 55 minutes w/ 2 miles at 6:30 pace in the middle (stomach flu)
Sunday: 60 minutes at 7:08 pace (treadmill) abs & back
I'll be back on it next week.