Nightmare run yesterday. At least I know now that the GNR cannot be as awful as that one.
Couldn’t go in the morning, so stupidly waited until 4:30, thinking it would cool down, it was 30 C in the shade. Had carefully drank plenty during the day, but had rather foolishly had a few pints the night before, and a pizza, and some red wine and maybe a whisky...
Anyway, got myself up and running, had to stop for a wee after about 6k, all is going well, stopped at 9k to buy some water, as per the plan. Then discovered it was so hot my Jelly Babies has melted into an inedible mush. I managed to extract a few, and continued. Still very hot. As I got back on the canal it became apparent that things weren’t great. I stopped for a bit more water, and was starting to feel very hot indeed. In a moment of rashness I took the decision to remove my shirt to try and continue. This was about the 14k mark. I slowly trotted in. Then I started to get the code brown feeling, shortly after I took my first runners dump behind a wall. Then as I started again, I started feeling very shivery, and just had nothing in the tank. I finished off mostly walking the last 4km. Another long session on the great white throne, followed by a pint of water and straight to bed. Woke at 2, had some more water. Woke up again at 5 when I was due to go off car-booting. Made it, but still feeling decidedly icky. Am glad there’s a decent long run in my training plan for next week. Hoping the GNR is not so hot in a fortnight.
On the positive side, I was 4lbs lighter this morning than yesterday morning!