Bleh. I had to wait for James to get home from the Father & Sons campout to go for my run. (I still had my little 3 year-old who was sick and struggling with asthma symptoms.) So it was almost midday when I ran. It was good--I had almost forgotten what it feels like to get heat exhaustion. You get that nice layer of dead skin build-up on your lips and start seeing little purple men (not really). But anyway, I hope to get a few more miles in when it cools down this evening. Later...4.79 at 9:52 pace just to push me over 27 for the week. I've been in high 20s for several weeks now. Time to step it up to low 30s. Wish me consistency, everybody!
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