Sorry you don't get the Cliffhanger new nickname yet. I have more important topics to discuss since this is/was/is a running blog.
As a science experiment for you all, I decided to put myself in harms way and see what would happen if one were to do a long run on an empty stomach.
Ok, in all reality it went like this...
Friday night date with Swasome to Houston's. I got the fish special (Ono) and asparagus. And wine of course. Notice: No carbs except the wine. I didn't over consume, so we're all good there. But I wake up Saturday morning bright and early for my 16 miler and realize that I have NOTHING in my fridge. I mean NOTHING (well except for all the makings of a martini, but that's not good for fueling up). I shrug it off, grab my Shot Blox and Electrolyte replacement stuff and hit the road.
I decided to take a new path. I drove to the River Jetty (that dumps into the ocean) and ran from there. It's about 1.5 miles to the beach (all sidewalk, no shade). I get to the beach and things are going great. I downloaded all the obnoxiousness that is LMFAO and was rocking out. I took my Shot Blox at mile 5 and was being diligent about drinking the electrolyte stuff. It was frakin' hot at 7am. I was sweating... mucho.
I hit mile 10. I wanted to die. I popped 2 more Blox. I guess this is the "wall" everyone talks about. I've never really hit the wall before - not even in my last 2 marathons. Then again, I ate food before. DUH. I push thru the horribleness of it all. Next thing ya know I feel like I'm high as a kite. Running on air (and fast too). WTH? The real "runner's high" not just feelin' good cuz I'm running. But seriously high. Then I got to mile 14. Back to death again. I thought "holy crap I have 2 more miles and the last 2 are on the jetty with no ocean breezes and no shade." I tried to think happy thoughts and just push thru. I didn't really have another option. I swear it was the longest 2 miles ever. I could see the bridge where I would end the run, but it just wasn't getting any closer. I was feeling loopy. Like low blood sugar, calorie deficient, pass out loopy. (Yes, I know what that feels like unfortunately)
Seriously people I am smarter than this. I know how to fuel for a run. I don't know what cocky part of my brain thought I could outsmart my body. Sometimes after running a while you just take for granted that you can get up and push your body to do anything you want it to. Sometimes your body comes back to you and says "hells-to-the-no hunny bunny."
Luckily, I made it to my car. I don't really remember driving home (it's only about 2 miles). Do you think you can get a DWL = driving while loopy? I made it home. All is good in the world. I was actually fine after I shoved some old almond slivers (used for recipes) into my mouth. I think I even ate some stale crackers. Then hit the store for milk & bananas. Then I ate a homemade pizza :)
My average pace was 8:54 for 16 miles.
Just think what I could have done if I fueled properly!!!
Was I an idiot? YES.
Did I get a nice reminder lesson? YES
Do not try this at home.