Around 2:30pm today, I noticed a tickle in my throat that was not going away. Damn. Took a cough drop, but that only temporarily alleviated the suffering. Not good for someone who has to talk on the phone all day, but I managed to get through it. I think I'm coming down with a cold, that 21 mile road/trail run I did yesterday probably brought my immune system down and I was more susceptible for any kind of nasty bug lurking around.
Fast forward nine hours, my throat has swelled up and swallowing is very painful. I might need some bed rest and plenty of fluids. This doesn't look good for Diez Vista 50km on Saturday, but it might be a blessing in disguise.
In previous races, I started out too fast, felt okay in the middle and then faded near the end, my pace degenerating into the "zombie shuffle". This year I've adopted an initial slower pace at the start, gradually increasing my pace and going all out in the end has yielded some impressive results.
I was treating this race as a training run (although it's one in which I would like to set a PB!) for Miwok 100km in May and also tempered by the knowledge that I have a 50 miler the next Sunday after Diez Vista will mean that I have to readjust my goals.
Well, I'll know more depending on how I feel tomorrow.