On Saturday evening I was excited for The Night Race and all of its headlamp glory. I was pumped! I was ready! Ill-fitting shirt and all!
My dearest friend and I went on our merry way for a very fun night running through the river valley. We laughed, we ran, walked a little, and joked all the way to the finish line.
It wasn’t until I got home that I began to feel a little nauseous and assumed it was because I didn’t eat much before the race. I grabbed a granola bar and apple hitting the coach. I sat for only a second before my face went pale and I made a mad dash to the bathroom. It was on that fateful night I hurled and wretched over the porcelain throne.
The next day my routine was thrown to a standstill and I spent most of the day in bed.
Yes! Some runners have the look of fierce strength! Others the look of glee! And well mine was only a foretelling of what was to come that night.
The barf was already written on the wall!
All I know is after 24 hours and a solid recovery with warm fluids that I am back moving again. Next race I will be ready to smile pretty for the camera and hurling will not be an option.
Darcie Cameron is a RYT 200 who believes Yoga is a gift that is accessible to everyone with proper modifications, a patient smile and just taking the time to breathe. One of the greatest presents you will ever unwrap is when you connect your mind, body and spirit in perfect sync with your own breath. Connect with Darcie on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/darciecameronlovesyoga