Shamefully, last night I went to bed at 11:30. After my hard workout yesterday morning, swimming in the afternoon/evening heat, and all the duties (house chores, kids) in between. I was tired. I should have gone to sleep earlier. But I didn't. I stayed up and watched a movie with Shawn. So today, I got up at 4:45 and wanted to die right there in my bed- yeah it was that bad. I was T I R E D. But if you know me, I got up anyways. The first 5 miles I ran were super hard and sluggish. I was shaking a little bit. You would think that would be clue enough for me to stop and go home. Did I? No freaking way! I kept going! Finally after 5 miles I dug deep for energy from somewhere (pizza last night? divine intervention?) and off I took. That last 5.2 miles I felt pretty good and was able to speed up and even do some speed work in between. I finished at 10.2 miles. I think tonight I'll be taking my own advice and heading to bed at 9 pm. :)
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