the turkey trot

I am now the owner to two 10k Turkey Trot sweaters. But how many Turkey Trots have I run? ZERO.

The white sweater was last year. I had the flu for 2 days before the run, couldn't eat, couldn't move. But I woke up at 5am that morning to try and eat something before the race. I couldn't eat. I couldn't run.

The red sweater was this year. I got the flu the night before at 8pm. Since it's fresh in my memory I can tell it it was the most painful night of non-sleep I've ever had. But I didn't throw up in hopes that it would pass and I'd still have my carb dinner to carry me through the run. I woke up from 2 hours of sleep and dressed. Lauren picked me up (this was her idea). I ate a little. My fever was gone. I was NOT going to be beaten this time!! Except I was. In line for the bathroom, 3 minutes before the gun, I felt flush and blacked out. I stayed on my feet but that was it for me. If I couldn't stand in a line in the freezing cold I couldn't run 6 miles. I stumbled to the car with half of my vision blacked out. I just kept telling myself, "don't pass out in the parking lot where no one will ever find you again."

Tim came and got me.

And so I was sick on Thanksgiving again. I swear people, I'm not just signing up to get these awesome sweaters.