Galen Rupp's Blog

July 22, 2005

What's up everyone. Today, like yesterday, was pretty mellow. We just ran once today and did lots of drills and dynamics. I feel a little better than yesterday but still not as good as before Lignanoi. One day can make a huge difference though, so hopefully I will feel good tomorrow. I found some good waffles today when I walked into town.That was definitely the highlight of my day. It wasn't right off the grill or warm, but it was still excellent. I got a little worried before I ate it that it would not taste as good as I remembered it, but it still met all expectation.

I still have something to look forward when the waffles are warm and fresh. The other good thing was that Kara Goucher found out that the waffles were legit. She had gotten real irritated at Adam, Alberto and I for talking about the waffles nonstop for the last two weeks. Now she can't stop eating them.

This afternoon I did not feel very good. I think that I'm fighting a cold. I've had a headache for a couple of days now and today I feel achey and tired. It is kind of eerie to think of all the parallels that this trip has to last year's. Last year we also had a rough trip to Belgium and I had lost it by the middle of the day. I was cussing and screaming about every little thing that went wrong until Alberto yelled at me to quit whining and suck it up. I cracked a little on this trip, but not nearly as bad as last year.

This year at least I had Adam to be pissed off with and share my frustration. The other thing is that last year I was also fighting a cold the day of the meet. I had a terrible headache and felt sick all day. I almost didn't run the meet at all and I don't think that when I told Alberto I was going to run that he thought it was a good idea. However, today he told me that often at the onset of a cold, before it gets bad, runners will run prs. Some think that perhaps the body is starting to energize itself to fight the cold so it is a little stronger than normal for a brief period.

Tonight after dinner at the meet hotel I looked at the heat sheets and found out that I was in the B race again, which last year was won in13:21. But looking at the entries for this year, nobody had run under 13:32 this season. Alberto introduced me to one of the meet directors and I convinced him that I was ready to run in the low 13:20s and that I would start out at the back of the pack so I wouldn't clog up the already large field. He told me good luck and said that he would have his eye on me.