Worst Run of My Life

Hi from DC!

I am double posting today because I just HAD to tell you guys about the worst run of my life.

There is a gym in my hotel. With nice treadmills with TVs on them. A water cooler in the corner. Fresh towels. Pretty much the makings of an excellent hotel gym.

But wait. There is no AC.

And everything is PACKED in there.

I had ran on the treadmill down there the last time I was in DC, but it was only a couple of miles and I was alone.

Tonight, I was not alone. There was three other people in the gym with me.

I started out feeling great, I had 6 miles to go and was not super jazzed about having to do it on a treadmill, but I can adapt.

Typically, I start to sweat around the mile marker, just a light misting we'll call it. Well, tonight, I was DRIPPING by 0.5 miles. By 1 mile I felt like I was going to pass out. At 1.25 miles, I stopped for some water and ended up swilling all 16 ounces of my water. I got back on and ran another 0.35 miles and stopped to walk.

The rest my friends, was alternating between running, feeling on the verge of death, and walking, feeling like a total failure.

I got 4.5 miles in 60 minutes. Yes, that's 13 something a mile. I haven't run that slow since I was a newbie. Granted, when I was running, I was running 10:30 minute miles, but there was a LOT of walking.

I completely soaked through my shirt and ended up consuming 32 ounces of water. For 4.5 miles. I am not exaggerating when I tell you that it had to be about 80ish degrees in the gym between the body heat of the three of us and no ventilation whatsoever.

Tomorrow I am going to squeeze out 6 miles running outside, up and down the little strip that my hotel is on. I may have to go back and forth 20 times, but I will not attempt running more than 2 miles in the hotel gym again.

Talk about a self esteem killer.