Tick-tock 12 Hour Ultra. This race was supposed to be a 12 hour training run and a potential distance PR. But after a half a week of a sore throat, yesterday my eye started to itch, and by this morning it was super gross and stuck shut with gunk until I irrigated it. So I dropped my registration to the marathon to salvage the trip, finished and beat a hasty retreat to a gym to shower and then a doc-in-the-box for treatment of suspected acute conjunctivitis of the oculus sinister (pink eye, left). It’s a mitigated failure. I guess I’ll get another chance to best my 50 miler time in a couple weeks at lean horse, but for now the bitter taste of dissappointment, an hour wait to see a PA, and apparently I’ve gained two pounds. 😔
