So, the following day, as it was our anniversary, we went out for a meal. I was very careful and tried to keep within my carb restrictions, and then we got home and had some Veuve Cliquot champagne. Apparently dry champagnes have no carbs, so it was a win win situation. The next morning my ketones were low (but I was still in ketosis) and I knew it had been the meal that had knocked everything out. I didn't train on Saturday... just didn't feel motivated to, but I kept my fat intake higher by having spoonfuls of coconut oil every few hours.
On Sunday morning, I got up and still didn't want to train. I told Graeme I didn't want to do the race either. I literally forced myself to go up to the gym and do 1 hour 30 minutes of running and felt much better for it. I had more energy and felt the best I had done for a while. I took an S Cap before training and found my sweat rate was quite high (the temperature up there was 23 degrees) so I wondered if maybe my hydration and sodium levels have been out of kilter too.
Anyway, I'm doing The Wall on Saturday, but I am in complete unknown territory. I do actually want to do it, but part of me doesn't... probably the part that doesn't know what to eat, how to eat or when to eat. It ain't gonna be a day for PBs though, I can tell you that now. Especially as I'm taking the cautious approach and am taking my run/walk sections down to a 3:3. I'll even run less if I have to and treat this race as a huge step into a new way of fuelling a run!
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