My knees are feeling much better after taking a week off running. There is improvement each day. They're not 100% though so I'm just going to take it easy for the next little while to make sure they are feeling good before the Ogden Marathon.
I had lots of fun volunteering at the finish line of the Hurricane Half Marathon this weekend. I decided it would be a good time for the hideous bright orange pom-pom hat to make its second appearance at a race (click here for the first).
Right after a guy crossed the finish line, he walked past me and proceeded to barf all over the place. My first reaction was that it was pretty disgusting. But my second reaction was that it was pretty darn awesome. When was the last time you REALLY pushed yourself to this point during a race? For me, never. (It seems like other achy body parts start acting up before I can really push to exhaustion.) I thought it was cool.
The best part of the race was when my co-worker Melinda Caron crossed the finish line of her FIRST half marathon! I issued a challenge to co-workers last year to start a training plan to prepare for this race and she took up the challenge. She has worked hard for many, many months. It was great to see her cross the finish line and it reminded me of my first half marathon two years ago. Way to go Melinda!
I was at a conference all week for work. It was inside the MGM Grand Casino conference area. I was sitting in cramped chairs for days on end. I was breathing lots of smoke. I drank much more Diet Mountain Dew than water. And the food options were very limited. No fruits, no vegetables. I did not eat good. Case in point: this nasty hot dog combo:
But I discovered a glorious morsel straight from heaven: the chocolate croissant. I pounded six of these big muthers while I was there.
By the end of the week I felt utterly disgusting. I had no energy. It felt like high fructose corn syrup and trans-fat were flowing like sludge through my arteries. I'm no health food nut (obvious if you've read this blog longer than 1 week), but this was the extreme of crappy eating.
I'm certain that a few more weeks living like this would have had a drastic effect on my appearance.
I am so thankful to be back home and back into my normal routine. Long meetings + crappy food wore me out. If I never eat a hot dog again, it will be too soon.