I was pretty excited for my run tonight. It’s been a week since I last ran with my girls, and I was in desperate need of some good girly running chatter. The iPod just doesn’t always cut it. And I was also excited because one of my favourite gals (we’ll just call her Bianchi Girl … jealous!) returned to the pavement after what seemed like centuries of her being away, but was in all actuality just 10 days.
I LOVE REUNIONS!
And I love freebies!
The Running Room held its annual 20-minute challenge, a free event that is meant to encourage people to get off their arses and into a more physically fit state of mind. And what better way to get people out than freebies, right.
All participants were given a free, technical running hat – which I was in desperate need of. I missed last year’s challenge as I was held up in the condo with a nasty cold, so there was no way I was missing this year. I wanted that hat. And given that the challenge was held on one of my regular run nights, it was pretty much a given I would be there … although, our run was way longer than 20 minutes. In fact, it was more like 60 minutes, which technically means we should have gotten three hats!
However, after seeing that hat, I really didn’t want that hat no more. It may have been technical, but it wasn’t pretty. Oh no. No matter how much I tightened that sucker, it still was like three times too big for my head – and I don’t exactly have a small head! I contemplated running with it, I really did (okay maybe I didn’t really think about, but it sounds good saying that I did) but it was like I had tunnel vision with the duckbill hovering right above my eyes. And seriously, the trucker style was like sooo 2002! So yeah, a bit of lunch bag letdown on the hat situation, but the 15 per cent coupon that was tacked on to it somewhat made up for it … maybe I’ll use that coupon to buy me a pretty technical hat.
- 6:30 p.m. BG before: 6.6 (2 sugar tablets)
- Temp basal -50 per cent
- Distance: 8.51 km (was supposed to be 10, but because it was hot and muggy, we cut it down a bit)
- Average pace: 6:29 (tempo)
- Time: 55:13
- 8 p.m. BG after: 5.1
As excited as I was for the run tonight, I felt somewhat off, like I couldn’t find my natural stride. I don’t know what was going on, but I was having a hard time keeping up, I felt like I was knocking my knees and kicking my calves and just not putting my feet where they should have been going, like, I don’t know, in front of me. And my outfit was really kind of bugging me too. I wore a new shirt tonight that fit great (and looked awesome!) but as soon as I started running, the shirt started riding up showing off my white, white belly. Oh joy. So I pretty much spent the entire run yanking the shirt down. My pump was also irritating the hell out of me, rubbing – and chafing – against my waist. Ugh.
It wasn’t just the run, though, I was kind of feeling off all day. I was in major zombie mode right from the get-go. And I was hungry, and it didn’t matter if I had snacks or drank mondo amounts of water or donated to the Starbucks fund, nothing filled me up. And then later in the day, about an hour and a half before the run, my blood sugars were being really odd. They were 7.7, and I was trying to figure out whether to have a Larabar (which had 22 grams of sugar) or a Kind Bar (which only had 11 grams of sugar and which I kind of like more). I didn’t want to give myself any bolus insulin, just in case my BG decided to plummet, but I also didn’t want them to skyrocket from too much sugar. So I waited 15 minutes and tested them again. They were down to 6.8, so I went for the Larabar, which got them up to 7.1 But then right before the run, they were back down to 6.6, which doesn’t seem like a huge difference, and is actually an almost perfect number for when I’m not running. But normally, when running, my BG will drop anywhere from 2 to 6 mmols, sometimes more, which is potential for diabetic disaster. The two sugar tablets I chomped on, though, thankfully did the trick.
How do you get yourself through a funky run?