double digits

I finally made it - my long run got into double digits. A big 10 miles.

It was an interesting run for me this morning. I woke up early and got out the door by 6am. I had the route more or less planned in my head, and knew where I could add mileage if needed. So I headed out and felt a little slow and tired, probably from just getting 5-1/2 hours of sleep, but who knows.

I had a weird inner dialogue going on during my run... About mile 3: "My toes feel like they are all rubbing together. What is up with that?" "You should stop and adjust your sock" "Good idea" So, I stop and try to fix the problem, but nothing seemed to help so I pushed on... things were going as well as they could go at this point but I was dripping in sweat... "I'm drenched! I am sweating like a stuck pig!" "I believe that is bleeding like a stuck pig" "Oh, okay. I am sweating like a bleeding stuck pig!" "Never mind"

Around mile 4.5 I entered Fort Harrison State Park: "Ouch! what was that?!" "Just some bug" "Oh, I think it was an African Tsetse Fly!" "It was not a Tsetse Fly" "Well, it sounds much cooler than just saying I was bitten by some bug" "Whatever"

So the entire 3.5 miles that I was in the park I was swatting at these bugs. The good thing was they took my mind off my toes. But when I got out of the park, I noticed them again and it was becoming more uncomfortable. I finished up and was never more glad to be done with a run. My toes felt like they swelled up to twice their size. I ripped my shoes off to find just a few small blisters thankfully.

My splits were not bad:

1. 9:36
2. 9:35
3. 9:48
4. 9:32
5. 9:13
6. 9:46
7. 9:19
8. 8:34
9. 9:36
10. 9:06

That's all for now. Hope you all have a good weekend. It's off to Motown for me...