Scott invited me to run a mostly-trails 20 miler
with him today. As always, I jumped at
the chance! Ghost Train and Stonecat will
be here in no time. There’s just one
thing….
I haven’t been acting like someone who respects
a 20 mile distance.
My eating’s been off/crappy/lackluster. My drinking has been the same. I wish we were talking alcohol, but no folks,
we are talking the simple act of hydration.
Nada. My during-the-week miles
have been almost non-existent and I can list all of the usual excuses (commute,
commute, and commute), but here’s another thing….
If I want it bad enough, I’ll make it
happen.
I beat myself up enough during and immediately
after the run, so I’m not going to do it again here. But suffice it to say, I’ve been seriously
humbled. And it wasn’t just today’s long
run. So, apparently I needed to bonk a
number of times this summer in order for the message to get through…
Junk in; junk out.
I've been in THAT spot before! Not pretty. It was at Tuft's 10K. Can't remember the year. I think I blocked it out.
ReplyDeleteYup, not pretty....but as always, learning as I go!
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