Hey gang, how goes it?
I just got back from a slow but satisfying six mile run. It’s not balls hot here but it’s getting there and it’s pretty humid too so I’ll take that six miles and own it, thank you very much.
This weekend was a mixture of highs and lows for me. I woke up on Saturday morning and pulled off my best plank to date. It looked like this:
I was on cloud nine after that plank and then I went out for a 10 mile run. Which I promptly ended at 8.05. I felt fine up until about the seventh mile but then I started crashing hard. It was most certainly due to the Wendy’s frosty’s and Reeses Peanut Butter cups that I’ve been consuming like a boss.
Friends, you just can’t outrun a bad diet. Ever.
My blood sugar was probably at zero because I felt just like that cat. Thankfully, I made it home and I ate some healthy oatmeal. Unfortunately it was too little, too late because the low blood sugar ended up giving me the worst migraine I’ve had in quite some time. I should have known but sometimes I’m just stupid.
I put off taking my migraine medicine as long as I could but by early in the afternoon I pretty much wanted to die. I kept thinking it would go away and I reasoned that it was just low blood sugar and the fact that I’d eaten would surely help to ease the pain. It didn’t.
Then I reasoned that it was probably due to allergies or sinuses since I had trimmed some of the plants in the back yard to help widen the path for the cable guy. But it wasn’t.
Both MacGyver and the Kid kept telling me I needed to quit making excuses and just take the migraine medicine and sleep it off.
I hate the migraine medicine because it makes me loopy and then knocks me out and I’m too busy to be knocked out, but finally around two in the afternoon, I took the medicine.
It did knock me out for about an hour and a half but it didn’t take away the migraine, that is, until much later in the evening. And so because of Saturday’s migraine I played it safe with a short 3 mile run on Sunday and only a 3 minute plank. It worked and I was headache free all day yesterday.
And that brings me to a point that I wanted to make.
When I don’t feel well, I play it safe. Depending on the malady I’ll either go out for a shorter run or no run at all. And if I’m injured I don’t run until I know it’s better and that there is no chance of making the injury worse. This is the reason I cannot for the life of me understand this:
About a month ago, I told you how Serena Williams got all superwoman and chased down a guy who stole her cell phone. It was one of the coolest things I had read in a while about a female athlete. But then I learned that Serena, who was hosting a race for her charity, the Serena Williams Fund, ran the first 2 kilometers of her race and then hopped in a taxi and sped off to the finish where she exited. No, really.
Now, here are my thoughts on the subject. First, if you’re injured, don’t run. Don’t even head to the starting line. There are plenty of other things you can do, hand out water, cheer on the runners, offer words of encouragement, but don’t run. Everyone will understand and if they don’t screw em’. A professional athlete should never risk prolonging or worsening an injury.
Adversely, if you’re not injured you need to finish that race. Even if you walk the damn thing, finish it. This is for your charity and all of these people are out there running in the heat. You’re a professional athlete and you should have no problem finishing a 5K run. If you have to, walk it, just walk it.
In defense of Serena she did admit to taking a taxi in a facebook post later in the day but she didn’t say that it was due to injury, and she said she would finish the race next year. Her sister Venus also ran and she did finish. Kudo’s to her for owning up to the taxi ride but I still think she should have finished the race and I’m disappointed in her. C’mon, this is Sports Illustrated’s Sportsperson of the year!
What do you think, should Serena have finished the race?