I know the title says “running” and I truly am talking about “running”; you must realize that for me it is circular to everything.
So last Friday I set out to swim a half-marathon. I knew full well that it was going to be accomplished only with a bit of luck. No such luck was afforded to me. My first 3 miles where slow but I pushed on. Swells coming almost straight down my swim lane at Ohio Street beach meant the leg out felt like I was swimming uphill. During the first mile I had 2 coughing fits and 2 bouts of hiccups. The swells by the end of mile three had seemed to lessen just a bit.
Sometime during mile 5 I realized my stomach wasn’t right. So I decided to feed at the end of mile 5 instead of 6. As I sat eating a Nutella and strawberry jam sandwich I realized I was dizzy and nauseous. My mile pace for 4 and 5 where much much slower than the first 3, but I was still within my time frame. I had no idea why at the time why I was not feeling well and decided to call off the swim to reload for the following Friday. Today is that day.
A week ago when I arrived home already knowing it was an allergy attack that cut my swim short I had already picked up some Benadryl. Listening to the news I learned the mold counts had sky rocketed and nothing else was on the charts. My sinuses are still not back to normal 7 days later. An ENT will be in order.
Now I sit disappointed just a touch. I now wait for next year to plan this all again.