Notes
Wow. So today was a bad day to forget the ibuprofen. It's been a while since I was in this much pain, but it didn't take much to bring it back. I was okay for the first 800, and ran pretty satisfactory. I really pushed it on the first mile, and ran fairly well, I thought, but was really really tired. The second mile was very taxing, and I ran pretty lousy compared to everyone else. I just didn't have much left after the second lap, and I was pretty much out by myself, since no one was as dumb as I was and went out at a 3:46 for the first 800. I was so tired at the end, I just wanted to die. But no, I still had an 800 left. I ran that really slow the first lap, and then on the last lap figured there was no one to pass me since I was last, so what more could I do aside from pass other people? So I pretty much owned the last 200 and passed like 5 people, depsite the stabbing pain in my hip, but I felt good about it once I got up off the ground at the end. So yeah, I think my last lap of the day was probably the most surprising to me, and took the most to actually pull off. But it made me happy inside, aside from feeling like dying.
I get blood drawn tomorrow, maybe I'll get some answers out of that. But most likely not.