Saturday was spent riding and skiing at the lake. We are still breaking in the boat's new engine, which requires that I ski at varying speeds (normal is 30 mph). It's tough on my body to go any faster or slower than normal, especially my hands. In hindsight, 3 long runs may have been too much. We stopped at our favorite oyster bar on the way home appropriately named Aw Shucks. Naturally, a couple of refreshing margaritas were consumed.
I planned to run 12-13 miles early Sunday morning. Because of the too-much-fun day on Saturday, I didn't wake as early as planned. It was 6:45 by the time I hit the pavement. It was already over 80 degrees with humidity well into the 90s. There was not one whisper of a breeze. Not.A.Puff. I believe this was my worst run ever. EVER. I struggled. My whole body felt like lead in addition to the fact I could not find the air!
Talk about a Humbling Experience. I shuffled through 9 miles. It was not pretty and I had to walk a lot. My Fitbit recorded a total of 11.5 miles including the walking breaks. It definitely leaves me questioning my sanity in choosing to train for a fall marathon in these conditions. If I struggle to pound out 9 miles, how will I run 15 or 20 or 25?
I took the plunge when I got home (again). I even jumped in with my running shoes on. My sweat was already squishing out of their sides and I figured the chlorine would help the ensuing smell. It was too hot to do anything but stay in the water, so that's what I did most all day. We even got our dogs to float for a while. The grandkids and granddog came later so we had our normal wild and chaotic afternoon in the pool.
Is anyone else struggling with their long run?
What fun thing did you do this weekend?
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