I'm not sure when it happened, but I think my buddy Tim is right. I'm turning into a runner. So strange. I would never have guessed it. I had an 18 mile day yesterday, there's a bruise on my toe where my nail has been ripped half off, and I just got back from a short 4 miler in the Garden of the Gods (with dinner at the Pita Pit, mmmm) and feel fantastic. After yesterday, I didn't think that I would be able to move today. What I've realized is that I may actually have been able to push myself harder during the race yesterday. I didn't think there was any way I could have done more than I did, but either I recover amazingly fast or I could have gone harder. Since yesterday was the first time I'd ever done a run that long, I really was figuring out what I was capable of. Part of it, I think the wind got to me mentally more than I realized. It's retarded, but I feel like I've learned a lot from it. It'll be interesting to see how I can apply it to future runs.
Location: GoG
Distance: 3.92
Time: 41:23
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