Well, I survived my 16 mile run. It wasn’t pretty and it wasn’t fast. Even though it was 88 degrees outside when I headed out, I think the main culprit behind my less-than-stellar performance was sheer exhaustion. I felt like I was running through jello for the first two miles – you know those nightmares when you’re trying to run but can’t? It was like that.
Luckily, things improved after those first couple of miles – I mean, my legs felt better. I didn’t get any faster.
But I got the miles in and at this moment, that’s all that matters. And that’s all I care about.
I’m completely exhausted and have an early wakeup call to head up into the mountains so the details will have to wait.
I’ll leave you with this:
12:08 average pace
1 more long run closer to a marathon