About four miles into tonight's run. I wouldn't have bet a plugged nickel on my chances of finishing 12 miles. Or nine miles for that matter. The legs just didn't want to loosen up, I was dripping water like a shower head, and I just didn't feel good. But I kept plugging, and suddenly at about 7-8 miles, I felt better. Had to take a bathroom break at 9 miles, but after that cranked up the TM and actually ran the last two miles at MP and a little faster. Was still a tough run, though, and I may have to reassess the plan to run five tomorrow at three Friday. Might just run six tomorrow and skip Friday, for instance. But chalk one up for perseverance. My wife thought I'd run 11 miles (which is what I told her I was doing) reasonably fast. Even with the MP, I ended up at about a 9:40 average, which is not great. But I finished. | 