First, let me just say….as we’ve all heard before….the best laid plans don’t always come to fruition….

That being said….I had 16 miles planned for yesterday.  I was in the right mental state….kept telling myself that I would just run and that would be fine.  I needed to get the distance in…..

I’d like to go off on a tangent for a moment:

-in the last week or so, I have been having some IBS issues.  My apologies if this is an over-share and if you’re not comfortable reading about such a thing but I would imagine many if not most runners have had their IBS issues either before, during or after a run.  It’s not always clear as to why or how such a thing happens but sometimes, they just do.

-I’ve got a doctor’s appointment today and most likely another one this week to see a specialist.  About 4 years ago, I had a similar issue.  Got a colonoscopy.  Doc said I was fine and that it was just a case of Anxiety/Stress/IBS all rolled into one.

On another tangent – see how much stress can affect your health???

-Basically, I am not worried – it is probably nothing but I am attempting to be pro-active about figuring out what’s wrong with me at this point because I would really like to NOT have to stop after 11 miles and walk any other amount of distance because of this problem…..

Back to my running story:

The plan was to go to bed early on Saturday.  The plan was to wake up early on Sunday and run before it got too hot.  The temps were lower than they’ve been in a few weeks so I was hoping to take full advantage of it.  The run I planned was going to be finished in just over 2 hours.  The run I planned was going to feel wonderful and exhilarating.  The run I planned was going to be just the thing to help me gain back my confidence with my training plan.

I started my run around 7am, yesterday morning.  The temps were in the low 70’s and although it was humid, I knew that was going to drop during the course of my run.

Miles 1-3 weren’t terrible but I knew it probably wasn’t going to be the best run when around .5 miles in I was always drenched.

On such an occasion as running longer than 12 miles, I wear a Camelback backpack because I don’t like holding things in my hand or having things around my waist.  Those are the alternatives in the water carrying area.



I’ve worn these – they give me major blisters around my midsection. NO THANK YOU

Anyway…the plan was for me to have a wonderful, peaceful, morning run – like I said, less than 2.5 hours.

Sadly, this was not the run that happened.


The run that happened was one in which (as mentioned) I was completely soaked by Mile 1/2.

The run that happened was one in which my shoes were totally soaked(puddles) by Mile 7.

The run that happened was one where I was listening to my music too loudly and am now partially deaf in my left ear (the hearing is coming back….SLOWLY..but it was a little unnerving to go throughout the rest of yesterday with muffled sounds).

The run that happened ended in me walking the last 4 or so miles.

I definitely placed more emphasis on the idea of what the run should be rather than what it was.  I was feeling pretty good until about mile 7.  I passed a port-a-potty and SHOULD HAVE STOPPED.  Instead, I kept going.  MISTAKE MISTAKE MISTAKE.

It wasn’t until Mile 11 that I realized this.  Note to self – be sure to plan running routes that have bathrooms next time.

Around mile 11.5 I realized if I didn’t walk – I was going to have some major issues and since I was about 5 miles from home, that was the LAST thing I wanted.  So…I walked.  I ran a bit….then walked.


UGH.  If you’re a runner – you know how awful walking can be AFTER running as far as 10 miles (especially if that is not supposed to be the end of the run).

Basically, I am disappointed.  In myself.  In the run.  In the way my training is going.

But then…..I reached out to my friend and running partner that is training for the same marathon as as I am (Steamtown) to ask her if we could start training together again.  She is WELL on track for her goal (which is the same as mine – Boston)….I explained to her that I need someone to help motivate me.  She wants the same.  THANK GOD I HAVE A RUNNING PARTNER AGAIN.

In fact, there are definitely benefits to having a good running partner.

I am hopeful that this will change things.  The Marathon is less than 3 months away and although that seems like a lot – October will be here before we know it!  Eek!

And we all know – disappointments and failures are what help us appreciate the good runs and the good times.  I know.  It’s just one day and just one run.  I felt pretty low yesterday.

BUT – today is a new day.  I am gonna go work out the kinks in yoga and hopefully the doctor will have some good news for me.

Questions for everyone:

What is your worst experience with a long run?

Have you ever had tummy problems during a run?  What did you do?

Do you run alone or with a partner?

  1. senelslant says:

    I hate to say this, but your plight made for an entertaining read. I like the way you thought out the piece, very creative.

    I hear you regarding the doubt and questioning. I’m doing a ton of it myself. I think it all comes down to this time of the year being the worst to run in. Fitz, you’re gonna rock it 3 months from now, I have no doubt. Chin up and keep plugging along.

    • k8efitz says:

      Thank you! And I’m glad you enjoyed the post. I realize now that it was a relatively humorous situation even if it didn’t feel like that the time.

      And thanks for the encouragement. I got your back, you got mine. It’s appreciated 🙂

  2. I train alone. Most of the time I like it because I feel embarrassed about my slow pace, but I also like it because that’s important “me” time. But there are times (when I need to run outside in the dark) that I really could use a partner. There are times when I am incredibly discouraged and could use the motivation, that I could benefit from a partner. There’s a trade-off for sure. My ego is safe running alone, but my person is not always safe running alone.

    I have also had tummy issues while running. It’s not bad enough that I’ve turned to Immodium (yet), but that’s something I’ve considered. I have changed my eating habits just because of running (Fiber after runs is a good thing; fiber even the day before runs is a very bad thing.) When it happens to me, I make sure I’m drinking enough water (dehydration causes tummy cramps, too), and I get myself to a bathroom as soon as possible. Then I rehydrate and get back out there.

    The perseverance of runners is an awe-inspiring thing. You’ve got it, too, and you are an inspiration!

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