AM: 19 miles. Originally, I had today pencilled in for 24 miles @ 85% MP, around 6:45. Then I thought, why not 26? So naturally I wanted to run a marathon today.
My wife's parents were in town yesterday and things were nice. Cousins over too, all the kids running around and swimming. Rather suddenly, my older daughter threw up, and continued to do so for the next 12 hours.
My wife took the first shift with her until a little after midnight, so I got some sleep, then I took my turn. Elise finally stopped throwing up around 2:30am. It wasn't fun, but it wasn't a terrible ordeal either. She was so sick and exhausted, and all she asked for was a little water or gatorade.
I dozed a little more, everone was sleeping, then headed out to meet the group. Between the sleep deprivation and endless rain we've been getting, the run felt a bit distant and unreal. 11 or 12 miles rolled by on pace when I got a stomach cramp. I tried to recover and get back on pace, but it wasn't happening.
The rest of the day passed in a haze for everyone in the family. Looking back, I think I may have had the start of this flu on Thursday, but who knows. Kids bounce back so fast, Elise was back on her bike by lunch today.
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