The Walking Dead

So last week anyone and everyone I encountered told me that I look like the walking dead... I responded with thanks, I feel like it too.  If you live in Tulsa and saw me, you know what I mean.  Sunday, March 30th I had a race in the morning, I woke up with a small fever but I decided to race anyway.  I mean it was only 50 miles, what could go wrong? Well everything that could have gone wrong went wrong.  The p123 women went out with the Mens Masters, I stayed with them for the first 10 miles or so, until we hit the first real climb.  When I got dropped it hit me hard.  I was only half way through the first lap and I felt absolutely horrible.  I tried eating a few blocks, but everything I ate came right back up. So after emptying my stomach three times I was done.  I finished the whole 48 miles, still placing in the money.  My body has never felt so dead, or ached so so so much. Throughout the whole race I had friends come up behind me and try to help me through but I was in so much pain they couldn't really do much. I want to say thanks to Justin Davis and Esther Thais for giving me a few words of encouragement and pulling me until I had to stop again! One thing I learned from this horrible experience is you should never race or train unless your body and mind are feeling 100%, if you do it'll just hurt you in the long run.  I had to take the whole week off, all I did that week was lay in bed and sleep. I tried going to school on Tuesday, I survived 45 min and had to go home. Turns out I had some sort of flu virus, strep throat, AND a mild concussion from hitting my head on my bike stand (yes,  my bike stand, feel free to laugh at that). I would definitely recommend staying away from your bike when your sick and recover!! Sadly I had to learn the hard way!