Gonna miss the 10-miler this week. But 126! Maybe 125.

Weds 5 miles in 49 ish mins, instead of the 10-miler

Thurs sleep in with LA because he flies out tonight, and I'm tired

Fri nothing?!

OK so I have a few options. I can run tonight after work and after the tax appointment, but it's unlikely. That leaves with with the 20-miler this weekend, and really if I put my energy into that and not the 10-miler I can be happy and probably healthier with that. 

And it's not really 10 miles, it's 9 because I did 5 instead of 4. I'm crazy to think that makes a difference, but I'm trying to make it easier for me to get out the door for this run and even if I only do 2 or 3 or 5 - it's still a run. I'm can be too binary - too either/or - to all or nothing.

And really I was gonna run this morning, but my gut. It's been Fantabulous since working with CPatrick and fixing issues. Have I mentioned yet that I'm eating onion and garlic?! And dairy?! Holy shit, that's been a problem since 2014. 

Well my gut seems to ... stop... every now and then. It could be the travel (long sit times can do this), dairy, low hydration, the salads and more veg I'm eating. Whatever. It just slows down to a stop sometimes, going up to 3-4 days with minimal or no movement. I swell up, and it was starting to hurt this time. I don't know how to describe it another way. Anyway. Last night it was getting to be on the brain all the time. A swollen feeling, mildly painful and definitely annoying. I started taking more magnesium all day with the Calm powder hoping to move things along. I hoped that being home alone after taking LA to the airport would be the quiet time to help this. Nope.

So I broke down and took 2 stimulants. I knew taking it that I'd be risking the run. But I felt rounded out like an egg, and it was really uncomfortable. It was taking the easy way out, I was also sure that time would help too. But I did it. And sure enough, this morning...well you don't need the details. And YES holy cow I was full, hahahahaha! Now I'm empty, but feel drained and worry that were I to run, I'd have more. 

But I woke up to being super thirsty (no wonder, it all went to my gut, thanks osmosis) and slammed down one of LA's green water bottles. I was at 127.2 after that, so 126.2 really. Then after all else above 125.4!!!!!! HOLY SHIT.  Haha, this whole post is about shit of all kinds isn't it?

So now I'm looking over what I've been doing. It doesn't seem all that different from the past 3 months (this started mid-late January). Still 1400/day. Running. No fruit. No bacon. Yes dairy. But NO MONSTER. I'm sitting to eat. I'm removing distractions. And for all that, I'm fitting into my jeans! WIN.