Fatigued
Late last evening, Hubby and I went for our swim. I swam 1000 yards. This morning, we went to the rec center early, and I tried to run. The fatigue set in at mile 2. I tried to keep going, but my body said no. I stopped the treadmill for a couple of seconds, turned it back up to 6 mph, but within a few steps my body said, please, please stop. I just couldn't go on. This is the first time I've ever bonked like that. I'm thinking one of two things happened, or maybe it was a combination of the two factors I'm seeing as the culprits for shortening my run. Last evening's swim was one of the best I've had. I'm trying to add a 100 yards to each swim, and I'm trying not to stop and rest after each lap. When I climbed out of the pool, I felt a sense of true accomplishment. And I was tired. This morning, we went back to the rec center 12 hours after swimming. I didn't eat breakfast before going, and I only had a banana last evening after the swim. My syst...