Whoa! It’s hot outside!
Kelly and I planned an easy 9-10 miles for this morning. We’re trying to re-build our mileage in anticipation for both our upcoming Half Ironman and the marathon we’re signed up for the following month (Savannah on November 4th). We knew it was going to be hot, but we were also too lazy to wake up early enough to dodge it. Instead, we set out alarms for just before 7:00 and took our chances.
I had 4 Fig Newtons before our run.
The first mile or so wasn’t bad, but the shade quickly disappeared and it was just us and the sun. We kept chugging along at a (respectable) 10:00min/mile pace and reminisced over training for Chicago Marathon last year. It’s amazing how quickly we forget how hot and awful those runs were too.
We hit 4.5, turned around and headed back. Kelly had a Camelbak filled with gatorade (that she let me sip from) and I made a point to stop at every water fountain we saw between 4.5 miles and her house (there was one every mile – thank goodness).
This was the longest distance I’ve run since the Irongirl Half Marathon in April and I could feel it. My legs weren’t the problem, though – it was my mentality. They’re not kidding when they say running is 90% mental – at 9 miles my mind was done.
I downed a tall glass of ice water when we walked in the door, then sipped a glass of gatorade to recover.
Derek and I are heading back to Tampa later this morning, but we did get to enjoy one last Anthony creation before we left.
He made his world famous omelets with lots of veggies and cheese.
With a plum
And toast with butta
I’m going to miss his cooking. 🙂
Time to pack up and head out!