Hmmmm, so running this with Bronchitis was an adventure. We had to get to the bus at three, and I can't really sleep on buses, so not much sleep either. I had a two mile warm up and then got to the starting line. The race well...I wasn't last right? I was in elite and for part of the race, I couldn't breathe at all. I knew I had the holy ghost with me, cause I have no clue how I finished that race without walking, collasping, or dying at all. The second I finished, I attempted to take my inhaler, but in mid-asthma attack, it's really hard. Once I got my breath back, I did my cool down by going on the jv boys warm up. On the ride home, I could feel my lungs vibrating and my chest hurt so bad. I had my superboyfriend with me though and he gave me tylonol, made sure I was always wrapped up in a blanket and even put a pillow on his lap so I could lay my head down and stretch out a little. We got home at about two am and I finally had a real bed. I slept for ten hours. Once I woke up, I got on this. I can tell by how my lungs are hurting and how breathing is almost impossible, the season is more than likely shot. woo?
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