I have a wedding to go to this evening, so I did not think I had 45 minutes to go running. But, I still wanted to get some kind of run in. So, I decided I could probably squeeze in a 22-23 minute run. That is fine, but then I decided I should turn it into a speed workout. After all, what is 3 miles when you’ve been running 15-20?
Apparently a lot. I decided to run as if I were in a 5k race, where my mile times would be about 6:30 or 6:45. I had not run at that pace for awhile, but I have been running distance at 8-minute miles, so I figured that would be a great pace – hard but doable.
For about 1 mile. I got to 7 minutes of running hard, and my lungs hurt and I was coughing up gobs of mucus. Charming. I tried to run a little more, but my lungs hurt too much. So, Mighty Marathon Man was defeated by one measly little mile. Over 30 minutes later, after cooling down and showering, I’m *still* coughing up phlegm. Amazing.
Since Meredith is even a stickler on “chaperon”, I am sure she could confirm that the preferred spelling for what was happening to your lungs-of-hubris is “phlegm”.
She usually proofs all my entries, but I had the double-hubris to write this entry and then I forgot to tell her.
What sadist actually came up with “phlegm” anyway?!!? Egad! The word is DESIGNED to trip up the spelling-challenged. Mr. Phlegm (the guy who “discovered” the worst possible spelling for the goopy stuff) should be cursed by people like me and Mu!
The French spelled it “fleume” and that’s apparently the route it took into English. However, doctors at the time, I believe, wished to render it as it was written in ancient Greek.