You know THAT guy. He's the one wandering around the finish line that everybody is looking at thinking "Boy, I'm sure glad I'm not THAT guy!"
One year at the Top Of Utah Marathon, THAT guy was at the finish line with red streaks down his shirt from some bloody nipples. I was sure glad I wasn't THAT guy!
One year at the St. George Half Marathon a guy was wearing too short shorts. He woke up that morning and thought "You know what? I feel SO patriotic today! What can I do to display my patriotism on a chilly January morning? I've got it! I'll wear my too short flag shorts!" I was sure glad I wasn't THAT guy!
Well, on Saturday I was THAT guy. Despite some difficult trails and temps flirting with 100 degrees, I felt great all day. Until I stopped running. That's when it hit. My body got tingly. My vision started getting fuzzy. And the nausea?!?! Holy Aunt Jemima, the nausea! I had a few dry heaves but nothing came out.
I realized that among the crowd at the finish line......I had become THAT guy. I could feel people looking at me out of the corner of their eyes. They were probably placing bets on how many minutes it would take before I blew chunks. After about ten minutes a guy came up to me and said "Are you okay?" I told him I was fine. Just a little sick. Then he gave me a pep talk about throwing up. He told me it was okay to barf, and I would probably feel better afterward. "Don't worry. All of us have done it." he said. I didn't tell him that I have too. I appreciated his concern. It's not everyday that you get a pep talk about barf after all.
My friend Susette happened to grab a picture of me trying to keep liquid in my stomach instead of on my shoes. I was only slightly exaggerating how horrible I was feeling.
I'm telling you - it was miserable. I would rather have bloody nipples or wear hideous teeny flag shorts than be THAT guy who passes out and/or throws up on someone's shoes after a race.
haha. im not sure i have ever gotten a pep talk about barf before but it definitely sounds memorable. im sure my time will come;)
ReplyDeleteha! you look like you're having the time of your life!
ReplyDeleteYou look like you feel. I've been THAT guy on more than one occasion. I barf quite often after long events.
ReplyDeleteSorry, buddy! That race must have been pretty ridiculous to put you in such a bad place. Next time you blow chunks, see if you can get it during a jumping picture! :)
ReplyDeleteI have been that guy in many occasions but always after a workout.
ReplyDeleteI remember long time ago, 1991, during the Roma-Ostia half marathon a guy near me made "his heavy things" while running. He never stopped himself, he became dirty and sent a terrible smell. But the worst situation was that he maintained his pace, my same pace!!!! You won't believe but in that race I got my PB.
That's never fun! I was "that girl" a few months back when I had to stop along the road and barf...in the middle of a very busy half marathon.
ReplyDeleteOh I have totally been "that guy" more times than I want to admit. Ogden 2011 when I had to get packed to the medical tent by the paramedics, Hobble Creek last year when I was pacing a friend and ate shit in the very first mile, St.George last year when I couldn't move from being passed out next to the porta potties with flys swarming around me. OH Yippy Skippy! Why do we do these things to ourselves.....
ReplyDeleteIt's amazing to me how you held up so well while talking to Johnny but I could see in your face how pale you were becoming.
ReplyDeleteKeep in mind you were also "That Guy" who was an awesome pacer!!
Bummer! I was that girl at my marathon throwing up somewhere around mile 22 that everyone was passing. Not fun at the time but it does give you something to blog about!
ReplyDeleteOh nellie! I almost became THAT GUY on Saturday as well. About Mile 11 of my 1/2 marathon I wanted to bark at the ants. I'm glad you finished though! You and Susette are ROCKSTARS!
ReplyDeleteLOL!! I mean, so sorry.
ReplyDeleteI hope that NEVER happens to me. I am NOT a throwupper. I will fight it with all I've got. I would rather go to the dentist than frow up. Hubby just puts his finger down his throat to get it over with. Uh uh..not me. I will lay on the bathroom floor and cry until I feel better.
(Did I type that outloud?)
That picture's hilarious. And that's the worst feeling. After last year's Tour de Donut, I was THAT GIRL. But I had lots of company. :)
ReplyDeleteis it sad that I've gotten the dry heaves after a 5k??
ReplyDeleteyou at least put some real mileage in!
Oh man - you looked a little worse for wear. And it's not the expression on your face, it's your colour. But I'd rather spew than have a code brown any day.
ReplyDeleteI've come close to being THAT GIRL once and don't want to repeat the experience. Is it any consolation that it means you worked hard??
ReplyDeletenice pic...looks like you got your money's worth on that run!
ReplyDeleteThis post seriously cracks me up.
ReplyDeleteAnd we've all been "that guy" at one time or another. It's just running's way of letting you know that although it lets you enjoy the ride every once and awhile, it's still the boss of us.
I loved this post. We all have to be "that guy" occasionally and I'm glad you could laugh about it. :)
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