This morning, I blithely go out to have an easy 2 mile run on a nice flat route. I start running, and for the first three deceptive blocks I think, Wow! I feel great! Then I turn a corner, run roughly 5 seconds of the only hill in the entire route, and realize that I am going to die. The rest of the run is all downhill from here. About 3/4 of a mile in, I actually have to stop and walk a block out of desperation. By the time I get home, I don't even think that I can make it up our cul de sac and driveway -- even though I have been walking for about five minutes at this point.
BUT... even though I had to walk that block, once I got to the end of it I started running again and I totally finished that run. So it may have been the worst run anyone has ever had (it sure felt like it), I DID finish. Go me!
Things I've learned from this experience?
1) Oatmeal, bread, okra, rice, and a string cheese are not adequate fuel for running the following day.
2) Don't expect your run to be stellar after only getting 5 1/2 hours of sleep, whether it was intentional or not.
3) I can totally run two miles even when I feel like I'm going to have to lie down on the sidewalk and die. (i.e. I am a badass.)
Tomorrow? Three miles, here I come!