Today I decided enough messing about I had the day off and I was going to go and do some running. My long run precisely. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha hah ha ha ha ha.
I "ran" three miles. I had to stop almost every half mile, sometimes every quarter of a mile to catch my breath. I may have done better if I had controlled my speed at all, but I didn't seem to be able to get it down to the 12 min mile that I had planned. with the walking my pace did get to one mile sub 11 min, one mile at 13 min and the third mile at 13:30. Slooow.
Eventually at mile 2.6 I started to actually have pain in my chest. I had ridiculous visions of Hape( High Altitude Pulmonary Oedema) occurring in my lungs. But of course that wasn't happening. I know too much. I decided to do an even three and stop, but I think if I had had the patience I could have continued and 2 hours later finished out the 9….
Apparently some people have gotten really sick up here, but… for me, Mostly this is manifesting itself in being tired, a little cranky and headaches, as well as the shortness of breath on exertion.
I am so worried about my race. My main goal is to enjoy it, finish and not care even if I am one of the last people.
I just wish I could have gotten the 9 done. I would feel a lot more confident.
But…this is the way it is going to be. Per the staff, my body seems to have adjusted better than several of their travelers, so I wonder how much of this is also a bit mental…
8 weeks until Canyonlands. Wowee. I hope I can run it. Right now even a 2:40 time seems like an OK time.