This post is extra crappy. Like that one 3NonJoggers episode. You've been warned.
Oh boy. My mind really needed this run more than my body. Which means it was a constant battle against myself. In the end, it was a tie. My mind won because I finished the entire route instead of wimping out after 15 minutes. My body won because I damn near shit myself. Yeah. Turns out running after a lunch of salad and fresh apples is a bad idea. Thank God the road had light traffic and I was wearing gloves.
Aside from the near shit shot in the shorts, the run was a struggle to get my mind past my ICY-8 race. Those Monday morning quarterbacking skills, second guessing, and an insane amount of self doubt have been nagging the shit out of me. And I think the damn race will haunt me until I run it again next year and complete a full 50k. But I made it through the run today so I'm happy to be back in the saddle.
Temps were about 55F with a light wind. Sky was clear.
Fluids and Fuel:
Breakfast was a breakfast burrito, oatmeal, and an iced latte. Lunch was a salad with salmon, some cookies, and applies with caramel dip. I took an e-Gel right before the run. Ran with a bottle of plain water and a bottle of GU Brew.
Aches and Pains:
Legs were stiff and sore from the race but aside from that nothing too terrible.
Had some issues with the routing of my iPod headphone cable but I managed to re-route it during the run.
Codename - Sucks
As I was fighting the prairie dog, I realized this run sucked like a Tijuana hooker giving a vampire a blow job while he vacuumed. Yep, that level of suckage. But I made it.
Outbound - 30:27
Inbound - 30:48 (includes taking a dump)
Finish - 1:01:15