Twelve miles this morning. With surges. In August. I'm a little surprised I managed it. Started out just after 6 as it was barely light enough to see. Maintained good strong pace for the first 7.6 miles, which got me back to the house for a gel and some Gatorade. Would have thought that would have helped. It didn't. Within about 15 minutes of restarting, I was bonking. Struggled on, threw in a surge to see if that helped (nope), struggled some more, another surge (nope again), more struggles, then just sucked it up and pushed it on home. By this time the sun was up and warm enough to be an issue when I was out of the shade, although it probably wasn't over 70 degrees.
Plan after I finish logging and blogging is to take a nap, go get some boxes, do some packing. I think I'll be able to avoid some commuting this week by taking my memory foam pad down and sleeping on that a couple of nights. Which will make my life much easier. | 