The one thing I never thought about was what if I get sick? Well, this past week, I had asthmatic bronchitis and was told not to run until my breathing got better. I felt like I was going crazy. I mean, I just started running and already I’m addicted to it!
Marti, my running partner, was also not feeling well so we both took the week off. It was a tough week. I kept thinking that this would interfere with my training schedule. About six days after taking antibiotics and other meds, I decided to go to the gym. Paul, my trainer at New York Sports Club, told me he thought we should take it easy. I wasn’t happy about that. I wanted to work hard and sweat the sickness out of me.
The next day, I met Paul to run on the treadmill. He suggested that I start indoors. We were both doing some interval training–one minute fast, one minute walk. I later read that interval training is more of a five-minute on, five-minute off technique. After about 1 mile or so, he stopped and went back to work and I continued on the 'mill until I did a 5K.
I left the gym feeling relieved. I needed to run. It was a physical feeling that made me feel that way.
The next day, I had another training session with Paul. This time, he wasn’t so easy on me. I was doing a combination of dips, pull ups and deadlifts among other things. When I got home that night, I was exhausted. All I wanted to do was go in the hot tub but my sister, Lori, slept over and she refused to go outside in 30 degree weather in a bathing suit!
We talked for a while and went to bed relatively early. I knew that at 8:30 a.m., I was going to meet Marti half way in between our homes and run the Long Beach Boardwalk. According to the schedule, we only had to run 5 miles. We walked several blocks to the beach, walked up the ramp and started to run from one end of the Boardwalk to the other. Each way is approximately 2.1 miles. For the additional .9 miles, we ran off the Boardwalk at the end and ran down side streets in the West End.