Day 16: Little Miss Paula

I wasn't feeling the Juneathon love this morning and would have happily given up! I was swiftly told that I wasn't to give up etc etc.... So, after porridge and a cup of tea, we nipped out for a run.

Around mile 1 (yes-1) I started to cough and felt really sick. I wasn't actually sick, but I was making real, dramatic, theatrical, BAFTA winning vomiting noises- I did actually feel like I was going to throw up.

However, annoyingly I wasn't sick- you always feel better after being sick dont you!! I did feel that hot feeling you get just before you throw up. I also really needed a wee. Once we were in the wooded area off the road, I nipped off while Steve kept watch for passers by. After my loo-stop, I did start to feel better and less sick. I needed another loo stop later, this is most unlike me!

However due to the intense feeling of sickness early on, I only managed 9 miles and not the 10 planned. Oh well, I'm hanging in there! It was one of those runs where your body goes at the start bananas and then by the end has settled into some kind of equilibrium :o)

Miles:9
Total: 90
Number of loo stops mid-run:2