Full disclosure… I just had a scary moment after a run. Emmy and I went out for a trail run yesterday and while it was a great time and not overly painful, we weren’t able to get home right away after we finished so we could break our fast. Because of an issue that had to be cleared up (car troubles) we ended up not being able to eat until three hours after we ran. In my condition I should have listened to my body and broken my fast with whatever was available… but my ‘fasting ego’ got in the way. I thought I could just push through until I got home. Big mistake…

I had sweat out a ton of salt during the run and was dehydrated. I was hydrating like a champ while we were out but started to feel woozy and nauseous. What I hadn’t realized until…