So last night I started to get a slamming headache. I figured that I was just tired and would sleep it off. Waking up at 11:30 at night, my stomach was churning and so the fun began. There is nothing worse for me that upchucking, nothing. After many embraces with the porcelain throne, I made it back to bed with the stomach churning and then the body aches started. This was made worse by a 34 mile ride yesterday and felt good but with the body aches, it amplified that pain to a ridiculous level. So there I am, feeling nauseous, feverish, and aching and all I can think about it that this has to pass because I will not be out of Marcothon on the 2nd day. No way would I let Tabitha get away so easily.
I will never be "the fastest" and running for me is a simple adventure. That is the drawn for me with Marcothon. Who know was conditions, environmental or personal will challenge getting all of the days in. All I know, I plan on standing Dec 31st being able to declare I had a fantastic adventure and did it all. In many ways, it should be easier than today was.
Oh... you are a freaking WARRIOR! now go to bed...you are the best!
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