Feb. 13

AM: 5 miles easy, treadmill

PM: 5x(4:00 on/2:00 off)--aborted workout, 9 miles total

Because of the morning's ice storm, I ran on the treadmill, even though it seemed like most of it was just cold rain.

The evening's workout started off fine, but it quickly went south. I met up with P. Murphy after work to run a fartlek, something just to get the legs moving before Saturday's race. After our second or third interval, I found myself in the woods, hugging my knees and wishing I were...well, someplace else. I tried to hold it together, on account of being just 1.5 miles from home, but the abdominal pain was just too great, so off to the woods I went. I managed to get in a few more reps after that before the lower intestinal pain just became too much to handle.

This is the first workout I've had to totally bag in a long time. Though I jokingly blame Patrick for this, because whenever I have G.I. issues, it's always with him. However, I think it has more to do with trying to run after work, and what I eat during the day. I wasn't particularly adventurous or foolish with my diet today, save for a latte I drank at lunch. I should have known better--fewer things give me worse gas than frothy, steam-infused milk (raw apples are a close second). Lesson learned today, I guess.