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Terry Hardwick

Blogging on the road to the Louisville Triple Crown of Running




Mar 8, 2007

Anthem 5K

Date: March 3, 2007
Music: Didn’t need any
Event: Anthem 5K
Temperature: 40 degrees

I apparently caught the “virus from hell” last week and was ill, to the point of not being able to leave the bed, for two days. After my run on Tuesday evening, I began to feel odd. Wednesday morning, I woke up with extreme stomach pains and feelings of nausea.

I made my usual visit to the Ft Knox Army base, but had to sit down and rest a few times. My stomach pains grew worse, and I decided to go home. The ride home was a real challenge. I was feeling as if I was going to throw up and even had dizzy, lightheaded feelings. I drove straight home and went to bed.

I spent the rest of Wednesday, all day Thursday and Thursday evening throwing up and visiting the bathroom. I didn’t leave the house until midday Friday, when I went downtown to get my race packet. I decided that if I didn’t feel better by 10 PM, I was going to skip my first Saturday run of the year.

As we are training for various marathons, we have to add miles to the races. We planned to meet at 7 AM, run the 6 miles to the race, run the race and then run back. My plan was to take it easy and go as far as my dehydrated body could go.

Luckily, the nausea, diarrhea and stomach pains began to wane around 9 PM. By 10 PM, I was pretty much back to normal. I decided to tackle the run and went to bed.

My Saturday began as usual, as I prepared for the Anthem 5K and the 6 mile run preceding it. I had my usual pot of coffee, read the paper and got everything together and jumped in the Ranger for the17 mile drive to Fleet Feet.

I arrived at Fleet Feet and joined the other NQRFPTR’s in the parking lot. We quickly took off down Eastern Parkway, to Barrett. I ran at various times with Kim Cleary, (our Ironman mom), and Sarah, (our broccoli and potatoes runner). I ran behind Kim, and abreast with Sarah. I soon began to realize we were moving pretty fast. I struggled to keep up with the other runners, but soon realized this was a pretty fast group. My recent illness had taken a toll on my glycogen reserves and I soon began to tire.

When we reached Market St, Sarah commented we were averaging 8:16 minute miles. (Way to fast for my condition). The others soon began to pull away and Sarah and I settled into a slower pace. When we reached the race location, they kept going. Like lemmings, Sarah and I followed. We ran at least two more miles. I was pretty well exhausted.

We finally made it back to the race location and they were already singing the Star Spangled Banner. Donnie Fultz and I made our way to the 9 minute mile area and waited for the race to start.

Finally, the race began and I soon realized that I didn’t have the strength to run very fast. Donnie stayed with me the entire 3.1 miles, but I could tell he wanted to go on. He stayed right there with me throught the entire race. We got separated at the finish line and I went directly to the water booth. I drank two bottles of water and headed to the Panera Bread booth.

I grabbed a cinnamon and blueberry bagel and headed to the PowerAde booth. I grabbed a PowerAde and as I drank it, I began to feel stronger, but soon began to shiver. I spotted a couple of NQRFPTR’s and went over to talk. I talked to Emily and her friend for a few minutes, when Mark and Joe came over.

We chit-chatted about the race and other running topics, but I couldn’t shake the chills. Emily volunteered to take me back to Fleet Feet, but I got the feeling she had plans. I decided to ask Joe for ride back. He agreed and we walked to his truck in pretty heavy snow shower. I continued to shiver.

We drove back to Fleet Feet and the snow continued to fall. Very heavy at times. We went in the store and I began to warm up. A few minutes later, Graham, Donnie and Mark came in the store and said it was a pretty tough run back. I'm glad I took the ride.

Graham, Joe and I headed across the street for coffee. We met up with the other group, who had just completed 18 miles. We had our usual great time drinking coffee and planning our training schedule. I soon noticed I was pretty much back to normal.

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About Me


I am a runner. I’m not a jogger, nor a walker, but a runner. I emphasize this because I began running, first as a walker, then as a jogger, and became a runner.

On the advice of my doctor, in the fall of 2001, not long after the events of 9/11, I began walking for weight loss. She set me up on a low-fat diet and a walking program. It was hard at first, but the diet became easier and the walking evolved into jogging from mailbox to mailbox. I signed up in January of 2002 for the Jewish Hospital training program and ran my first Kentucky Derby Festival miniMarathon. I have been running ever since.

As of Feb. 9, I have completed nine marathons (my personal record is 4 hours, 7 minutes) and four half-marathons. I do my long runs every Saturday morning with a running group we have nicknamed the “Not Quite Ready for Primetime Runners.”

When I’m not running, lifting weights or cycling, I am an account manager for the industrial/government division of Snap-on Industrial. I also find time to operate a real estate investment and construction company in my spare time. I’ve been married to Debbie for almost 27 years and have two college-age children. I am a 1976 graduate of the University of Louisville School of Business.




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