After a long day (during which I found out that: A. I still have zero aptitude for math and B. There is practically a warrant for my arrest in St. George), I decided it was an excellent time to run. I went down 1400 E. again, except not nearly as far this time. This time I ran to 2500 N. I'm not sure if my run really was 5.5 miles though, because Google Maps and I are having some trust issues right now. Either way, I decided I wanted to do a little bit of speed today, so I did four fartleks from fire hydrant to fire hydrant (it might actually have been 3 fartleks; there were a lot of fire hydrants and I can't remember how many I passed). They felt very good.. but on my way back, I started to feel kind of tired. I don't know if it was from the fartleks or running farther than I have been in the last week and a half or so (probably a combination of both), but my effort up the final hill was definitely lacking. I felt like I was pushing, but I could tell I wasn't moving very fast. And then I got back to my apartment and my throat felt way dry but my mouth was all gross, so I spit and my spit was bloody (My foot was too, and I was very concerned about it for about 30 seconds, until I realized it was just that my toe got cut open by one of my toenails... my toenails grow all sideways now. I blame 90% of that on running and 10% on my parent's weird feet). Anyway. Kind of tough run today, but felt good.
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