Tough Runs Teach You Something
It was bound to happen. So many good runs back to back were bound to lead to a bad run. Yesterday was it. A 14 miler that was tough. However, even tough made me run faster than ever for a 14 miler. I ran 35 seconds slower per mile compared to last week's 13 miler but the temps yesterday were worst than last week.
I started at 7am and immediately headed to the park. Forecast said 69F with 90% humidity. My eye. By Mile 7 I knew the weather was way hotter and humid. I got nauseous within the span of 0.25 miles. I almost threw my gel up. I wanted to walk but I said NO! I threw water over my head and pushed on. Nausea returned but not as bad as before, did the same and showed her who's the boss.
By Mile 8 the problem had been resolved but I felt it was no use to speed up because the weather was bad. It was not until I returned home that I realized that the forecast of 69-72 turned into 72-76F. No wonder I was struggling.
Still, I ran 14 miles in 2:30, a new training PB.
I started at 7am and immediately headed to the park. Forecast said 69F with 90% humidity. My eye. By Mile 7 I knew the weather was way hotter and humid. I got nauseous within the span of 0.25 miles. I almost threw my gel up. I wanted to walk but I said NO! I threw water over my head and pushed on. Nausea returned but not as bad as before, did the same and showed her who's the boss.
By Mile 8 the problem had been resolved but I felt it was no use to speed up because the weather was bad. It was not until I returned home that I realized that the forecast of 69-72 turned into 72-76F. No wonder I was struggling.
Still, I ran 14 miles in 2:30, a new training PB.
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