I was planning on following up my 33 miler yesterday with a 20 miler today, but...
An extreme, acute pain in my lower right abdomen woke me this morning about 1:30. I tried all sorts of things to see if it would go away but the pain just kept increasing. At 3:30 AM I checked myself into the ER thinking I might have an appendicitis. After some blood work, a urine sample, and a CT scan, it was determined I was passing a kidney stone. They game me some real nice drugs, monitored me for a while, and sent me home. I was back in bed feeling pretty good by 6:00.
I woke up a little before 9:00 and was feeling good, so I threw on my trail running gear. When I walked into the kitchen, my wife looked at me like I was crazy, heading out for a run after the night I had. I went anyways but cut my previously planned 20 miler to a 12 mile trail run. It was a beautiful morning and I felt really good...probably the lingering effects of the narcotics.
One funny thing at the hospital...when they first sat me down and hooked me up the the machines, the nurse had a panicked look and ask me if it was normal that I had a really low heart rate. It was at 42. I simply said, "yes, I run a lot." Then for the rest of the time I was there, I kept hearing him warn everyone who would come into my room, not to worry about how low my heart rate was.
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