The Agony of Running

I'm not really sure if I'm fully conscious right now or not. I just got home from my second day of running. But first, let me tell you about how wonderfully refreshing my day has been (before the running, of course). I didn't have as many appointments on the books today as I have all this week. I was actually very happy about that because I'm running on empty here. So when I had a two-hour break, I took off for some much-needed retail therapy. First, I hit up Healthsmart to pick up a meal bar and some other snackage. Then I went to Delightfully Yours where I ordered a Summer Berry salad to go. I took my salad to Starbucks where I ordered an iced soy latte, then sat down outside and drank my latte and ate my salad. It was delightful.

Then I had about an hour to kill before my next appointment so I went to my old job at LA East where I was bombarded by children. As much as I don't miss the chaos of that job, I do miss my kids. They're sweet little boogers (sometimes). Then, as I was about to leave I got a text that my next appointment cancelled and now I had two extra hours to kill. Since I still had some left over birthday money, I put it to good use at T.J. Maxx. Those few precious hours I spent alone shopping and with my friends and kids I haven't seen in a few weeks was just what I needed. I felt so refreshed and was able to finish my work day with ease. Also, the massage I got helped a lot. I even managed to sneak in some reading of The Girl who Played with Fire.

After I got home, Chad and I left for our run. Now, mind you, I haven't run since Monday and before that I didn't run at all. Chad wanted us to do some high intensity running. Meaning, we sprinted for 30 seconds, walked for 30 seconds, sprinted, walked, etc 10 times. All together it was only a 10 minute workout. However, at the end of it, I almost puked. And I'm pretty sure I cried a little. About half-way through, I started to see fuzzy rainbows in the bottom of my vision. I'm not sure, but I think I might have been about to pass out. Has anyone ever had that happen while running? I also ended up with side stitches in my right side from my hip up to my shoulder. Also, my head still hurts. There really are no words to describe exactly how I felt (and still feel), but it is a very intense feeling that I do not enjoy at all.

Ok, enough whining from me. Tomorrow, Chad and I are going to a wine festival at a local vineyard so expect some pretty pictures!

Do you enjoy running? Did you have a terrible time getting started?