Down Pryor road to Schere, I am cruising. But I can feel my skin sweating off...pretty sure I lost two pounds between Hook and Eagle Creek...good riddance. Crest up the hll, still moving at a 7:30 pace, and I am feeling good, but hot.
I get to the turnaround point, but damn, lost another pound somewhere...might need to pick that one back up. Fortunately for me, there were no spectators, for the most part of my route, because the heat and my mind were kicking my butt.
I was whipped.
Never, ever, have I sweated so much,or felt so depleted...and really wondering why I didn't go swimming instead.
Walked three times on the way back. Damn.
Lessons Learned:
- I am nt as good as I think
- It is crazy to run in the middle of the day during the summertime
- Running gets harder the more I do it
- No one care about how well I run, except me
- I am without answers (like when you get dumped and hae no idea why, and she wasn't even all that great)
- Heat makes me delirious (Note: I shoud never get drunk in the heat of the day)
- Chocolate milk is wonderful
Cheers!
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