Monday, June 25, 2012

Wasn't Pretty

All I can do sometimes is try. Maybe I do well. Maybe I do poorly. But I'm going to do it.

Ran today. Waited until almost EIGHT O'CLOCK AT NIGHT to avoid the heat. Still approaching 100 degrees as I hit the road.

Took a slightly different route. Paced myself. But the ungodly heat and the after-effects of a long day of work gassed me out. Drenched in sweat. Major muscles starting to cramp. And started to hurt the last quarter mile. So I throttled back. Caught my breath. And finished the run. Wasn't pretty. (I'm rarely pretty when I'm training!) But I did it. And some days, that's the best I can hope for.
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