PM - 6 miles outside, average pace 8:00/mile. Ugh. I don't remember the last time I felt so awful on a run. My parents flew in this afternoon, and after having picked them up at the airport and brought them home, we went out to eat at Carrabba's. I had the shrimp and scallops in a lemon butter sauce. It was heavenly, but probably a bit too fatty, and I probably at a bit too much. Not enough to feel uncomfortable in a normal setting, but enough to be a very unhappy camper during my run. Even though it was almost 3 hours after we ate, my stomach was still having problems. I amost puked a couple of times, but managed to keep it together and just slowed down a bit the second half of the run. Maybe one of these days I will learn my lesson - you think? | 