The Wall: Dad, I am ok!

Out here on the West Coast for Business and I spent a goodwork out on the treadmill at the hotel. The treadmill seems to make the workout more intense, more aggressive. I am feeling better after those very tough 22 miles on Sunday.

If you read the previous blog entries, you know that I described finally "hitting the wall" on the last run around mile 18.

Rachel called today that my dad had called her and was worried because he had read that I run into a wall. I might as well have....

But for my dad and others who are wondering what hitting the wall means, here is a definition right of the web:

"You know you're in trouble when your fuel tank starts running on empty.
This happens when your body runs out of carbohydrate fuel (sometimes known as muscle glycogen) and starts burning fat for energy instead.
This is a far less efficient way of producing energy and you'll start to chug along in the slow lane instead of motoring at top speed.

Sometimes runners get so tired they feel they can't even put one foot in front of another any more. This urge to stop running is known as "hitting the wall."

This describes perfectly how I felt on Sunday towards the end, and is exactly why it is so important to keep eating....

Anyway, it's a new week and I am looking forward to another treadmill run on Thursday. Sunday, we go for 8 miles in recovery....a nice break!!!!

Thank you for your moral support and donations in the fight against AIDS!

Total Training Weeks: 18.2
Total Training Miles: 295