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…and not a drop to drink

Posted Feb 02 2010 12:00am

Well, what a day!  I’ve been stuck in meetings since I got into work this morning and they have not been pleasant!  My particular place of employment is being especially affected by this crummy economy (really, where isn’t?) so these meetings have been focusing on a lot of unknowns and uncertainties.  Just what you want to dominate your work day, right?  Wah wah wah.  Kind of makes me want to eat a cheesecake.  By myself.  I couldn’t even read my Google reader…24 other blog posts have been piling up without me!  Enough whining.

On to more exciting things, like my scary situation from Saturday.  I want to establish before I post this that I am not a doctor, I am not a registered dietitian or nutritionist and I am not a personal trainer.  I am simply a blogger sharing my experience with you in the hopes you don’t have to later share it with me!

So Saturday was pretty routine.  I slept in a little, tidied up the house because we had friends coming in from a nearby city to visit for the day and then I set out to make up Thursday’s 4 mile run.   I wrote about how it was like running in a refrigerator here. What I never got a chance to write about was what happened after.

I finished up with the run, booked it back to the house and hurried to shower and get prettied up for when our friends arrived.  As soon as the quartet of lovelies showed up, we headed straight out to lunch.  We picked a bar known for its burgers and a fond college memory for most of our visitors.  Being that it was a burger joint, I obviously ordered a cheeseburger and chips (not fries).  I wolfed it down, famished from my run, and washed it away with a beer.  Now, let me give you a visual representation of what my beer glass looked like:  picture your favorite, deep-dished cereal bowl.  Now, put it on a pedestal handle.  That was what I consumed.  Look, I never claim to be a saint or to always make wise choices, and this beer (aptly named an “Aquarium”) was proof of that!  It was probably 3 beers in one glass.  But it was light beer…;)

After lunch, we walked around and visited old haunts.  I started to feel a headache coming on, but as I’ve been having a case of the sniffles lately, chalked it up to maybe a sinus headache and vowed to take some Advil back at home.  When our group made it back, the natives got restless and wanted pizza.  Nothing like re-convening college friends to re-convene college appetites!  While the guys ran for the pizza, my headache got worse.  My concentration on the conversation swayed.  My neck started aching.  I began to feel sick to my stomach.  Again, I thought it was just hunger pains and waited on the food.  With one piece in my hand, I felt the urge to puke and bolted for the bathroom.  With my head on the toilet, I began to shake.  Why did my head hurt so much?  Why couldn’t I make the nausea go away?  Why was I so out of it?  What was going on?  I was pretty scared.  Sam came in and tried to talk to me, but my answers (head down in the bowl) were amplified by the porcelain and pounded in my ears, but sitting up to answer meant I felt like I would puke.  Down I went again.  He prepared and handed me Alka-Seltzer, which I only barely got down with shaking hands and weak stomach.

I passed out in bed (from pain mostly) for the next three hours, while Sam worried and watched.  We (I) ultimately decided a trip to the ER wasn’t necessary because the headache was finally starting to subside.  I was much better in the morning.

Now.  You tell me: in that whole story, what’s missing?

.  I only drank maybe 8 oz. of water after my run and then proceeded to eat salt-laden food, drink dehydrating alcohol and ignore all the signs my body was giving me to stop and for the love of agua, DRINK SOME WATER!!!!

I suffer from migraines, I know what they’re like, and while I’m not an MD, I think I was suffering from a dehydration-induced migraine.  I have never felt that bad in my life.

Some signs of mild dehydration we should all know:

-thirst, loss of appetite, dry skin, skin flushing, dark colored urine, dry mount, fatigue or weakness, chills and head rushes ( source )

Signs of more severe dehydration:

- increased heart rate, increased respiration, decreased sweating, decreased urination, increased body temp, extreme fatigue, muscle cramps, headaches, nausea, tingling of the limbs ( source )

Apparently, I need to learn my sweat rate and learn how to replenish my fluids properly.  I found an article on the Runner’s World website about this very thing.  Basically, I should weigh myself before and after an hour-long run, under the same conditions (so, nekkid) and for every pound of weight I lose, I should drink 16 oz. of water.  Easy enough.  I’ll do that on my next long or long-ish run.

I’m also going to make it a rule that I will not, under any circumstance, consume that much alcohol following a long-ish run (and 4 miles is long-ish to this newbie!).  It may be silly, but I don’t want to chance another feeling like that.  That’s exactly why I didn’t partake at my sis-in-law’s bday dinner.

On the flip side of all of this, one must be careful of hyponatremia …but I feel like this is enough H2O talk for one blog, I’m starting to feel water-logged!

If you’re looking for good tips on hydration, I found the Runner’s World webpage incredibly helpful!  I’ll be referring back to it from time to time.

In the meanwhile, here’s to your long runs, short runs and may you never actually get the runs!  Cheers! (with water, of course!)

Ever done something stupid like what I just described?  Share it and help me feel better.  We all make mistakes, right?

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