I have had a terrible last two weeks trying to train. After probably reaching the pinnacle of my cardiovascular fitness since high school, something came a knockin'
Starting a few weeks ago, I felt kind of weak and out of it. I thought I might have been over training, so I took the week off.
Then, starting last Sunday, and every moment since then, my stomach has been in a constant state of churning. I haven't been sleeping because it keeps me awake...and I am consistently doing the poo-poo dance when I am in public to make sure nothing slides out.
Dark days, indeed.
So today, I tried to make a come back. I have only swum once in the past few weeks, ridden once, and running has just been out! Too much jostling.
Today was supposed to be a brick: twenty-five-mile bike followed by a four-mile run. I made it about five minutes on my bike before I was dry heaving. You would think all the things I was expelling from my body while on my bike would have made me propel myself faster...but no.
So, I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't exercise...all I can do is wait around for this to get over with, so I can try to recover my previous form.