The past few weekends I’ve done some fast hill running in my immediate neighborhood. Generally I’ll do 2 laps that are about .6 miles each, then a longer lap of around a mile to finish up. It’s funny because while longer, slower runs tend to be easy for me, shorter runs with hill work (maybe because I push myself until I’m in pain?) are taking their toll.
First off, there’s that lovely lung/mucus/coughy thing that happens to me sometimes. That in itself is reason enough to stick to indoor exercise. Twenty minutes after I got home from my run this morning, amid continuous hacking, Ted was asking if I’d contracted swine flu.
Secondly is the crazy state my metabolism goes into after running. After my run I immediately ate a lunch consisting of whole wheat pasta with veggie ‘sausage,’ baby carrots, and some deviled eggs, followed by a couple Petit Ecolier chocolate cookies. A few hours later I was ready for some afternoon pancakes. I honestly doubt that during my run I burned the equivalent of the one billion or so calories I felt impelled to consume this afternoon, but I sure felt hungry enough to do so.
Lastly, there’s something about hard running that can make me fatigued for the rest of the day, and can sometimes give me headaches. I’ve got both the fatigue and the headache going on right now, despite the emergency medicinal Diet Coke I consumed about an hour ago. Hopefully this truly is just a result of running too hard, and not swine flu (or hog cholera)!