Yesterday was a perfect example of this, everything was perfect diabetes and food wise. I felt good and my blood sugar was playing nice. All I needed to do was run my race, that is much easier said than done. I can know what kind of race I will have in the first quarter mile, yesterday I knew I was in trouble. Something was off and I don’t know what it was. I tried to stay with the front of the pack but quickly fell off and knew it would be an average day. I was happy with my time but after last weekend I’m disappointed.
The only thing I can think of is the adrenaline rush. Last week I was so motivated to win, yesterday I was motivated and wanted to win but that extra push wasn’t there. The other thing is a little pain in my left hip, that will be looked at tomorrow and is probably a cyst. Nothing major but a little cause for concern. I’m worried it will put me on the shelf for a week or so if I need to have it removed. I’m happy it’s October but a week off is never fun.