I've Had Some Daft Idea's in my Time . . .

. . . but this one has to take the biscuit!

On our second attempt we managed to 'cover' the 16 miles.  I say cover because I had to walk the last 2 miles.  It was going really well, I had decided to do it without the music and 'listen to my body' which is what my book tells me I should do - it was like an extremely long nuisance call!  I was shattered as I got to the 14 mile mark but I could cope with that, then the nausea hit me, it's just completely debilitating, it's as much as I can do to stay upright let alone run.  I feel awash with all the liquid I have consumed over the last 3 and a half . . . yes, that's 3 and a half hours!.  In the end I just couldn't run another step and I staggered the rest of the way, determined that I was going to get to the end of the 16 miles.  Luckily the front door was open and I had a clear path straight through to the loo!!!.  the rest of the afternoon and evening was spent between the sofa and the loo wondering why oh why I had ever thought this would be a fun thing to do.

Have to say I am extremely worried now, I feel I have control over the one foot in front of the other bit but this, I just don't know what to do with it.  It comes on so suddenly and just takes the wind completely out of my sails.  I'm guessing this is 'the wall' which I thought would be exhausting but I thought that if you just kept going at some sort of pace - even walking, then it would pass, but this doesn't - I have it for the rest of the day.  Even if I get to the end how on earth will I get home!.

I need to do a bit of googling tonight and see if someone can help me - fast, I really don't want to have my head in a bucket on my TV debut!!!!!