No Fat Ass

Sunday I awoke hopeful for a great run at Bradbury partaking in the Trail Monster Running Fat Ass 50K. My plans were to do 2 of the 3 10.5 mile loops. My stomach was aching when I rolled out of bed and was no better when I got to the run site. I stood around with all my running buddies, old and new, hoping that the food I took in would somehow ease my stomach. No such luck. The stomach got worse, I wished everyone well as the run started, and I limped home. The roads in Maine after a tough winter are not kind on sour stomachs, thanks to all the great frost heaves. When I got home I laid on the couch and was a permanent fixture there pretty much until this morning. And this is what all my daycare money goes to...

Check out the Trail Monster Running blog for some great links to race reports from the Fat Ass.

Tonight I tested my stomach with a treadmill run. Not my most memorable run. Apparently there are still some unsettled spirits in there that did not want to be disturbed. On the good side, the treadmill is still running.

Stats: Treadmill, 6 miles, 45:40, 7:36 pace, No HR

Other news...I am signing up for the Mount Washington Road Race. Great race, "only one hill", or so the tag line goes. 7.6 miles with 5,000 feet of vertical climb. It is a lottery so wish me luck. Given my luck with lotteries this year, I will need it.