Finally, a good night's sleep thanks to a nice batch of NyQuil. Maybe too good. The stuff didn't wear off until after lunch, so it was a groggy morning.
While the meds were fading away, the weather was getting nasty. Yesterday it was in the 60s. Tonight, it's in the 20s, freezing rain, the grass is crunchy. Just the kind of night for which treadmills were invented. And I put it to its intended use. Five recovery miles while I watched the football game. No discomfort at all with the legs.
Tyler just learned (it's 10 p.m.) that he doesn't have to go to school tomorrow; freezing rain will do that around here, since chains are unknown and salting the streets almost unknown around here. But the temps are not supposed to warm up much at all (subfreezing all day), NLR is very hilly and I'd rather not my son have to drive that decrepit old van on slick, inclined streets (I saw a high school kid have an accident this morning near NLRHS when I went to drop off some Prilosec for his heartburn). Then again, the decrepit van is still in the parking lot at school; Pam went to pick him up after school because his windshield was iced over and she didn't want him driving anyway.
Heard from my friend Michelle, who ran her first sub-five-hour marathon yesterday in Dallas. It was very warm and humid, and many of the runners (including her) paid for it. She reports being dizzy after about 21 miles, and when she finished, she went to the medical tent where her BP was like 80/40. She recovered before too long without an IV or anything. Classic dehydration; hypovolemia from sweating too much produces hypotension which results in dizziness. Very proud of her running a PR despite adverse conditions; I told her my speed must be rubbing off on her. She feels that her late friend Anne Pressly, the murdered TV anchor, was cheering her on. Wouldn't doubt it. | 