10K--take 2

Yesterday Trav and I ran our second 10K. After the first one, it was so great and fun and felt so good that I was pumped to do it more and better and faster, etc. Well, I have to say this one was not as fun for me! I woke up feeling yucky, got a side ache jogging with Trav to the start line, and it was not a run day for me. If I didn't have Trav with me I would have starting walking after 3 miles, but there he was a step in front of me and pushing me faster. He swears that he thought we were going a slower pace than we did on our first 10K, but it was killing me. I kept asking him if he knew how far we had gone, and where was the next marker. They were big and neon yellow but somehow I kept missing them! Maybe it was my vision was blurred and I was concentrating too hard on the ground in front of me. At one point, I told Trav dramatically "Please honey, just go ahead without me!" He said no thanks, he was fine, and we somehow made it through. The last quarter of a mile I even was able to kick it up and sprint past the group in front of us. And then promptly wanted to pass out on the grass. And as I saw the timer, it all felt a little more worth it, because it was more than 4 minutes faster than our time last time! 48:13. And I was second in my age group and 9th out of 166 women. So then it was fun again. Until we got home and I felt nauseated and like I still wanted to pass out for the next 6 hours. I really don't think it was the run that did it, though. Usually after running I feel tired but really awesome at the same time. Not so yesterday. I only felt awful. Surely I had some bug or started out way too dehydrated or something. Hmmm. --And now I am adding to this post and I have been nauseated and lightheaded for 3 days. Too bad to can't choose your race days. At least Trav had fun, he says he felt pretty good =).