RUN 22.2 miles in 3:55, 10:36m/m, ave cad 169, ave HR 133
Who is my Squip anyway? We'll come back to that.
22 miles on the 22nd! I didn't plan that, it just happened that way. I woke up to heavy rain and thunderstorms, I waited until the worst had passed before heading out. 10am! I was having many many mental doubts on this, excuse-finding if you ask me. Finding excuses as to why I can't run this or why I can't run that. Ugh. I got myself out the door and for most of the first hour fought the "well you can do 15 today and 15 tomorrow...or 8 today and 22 tomorrow...or...".
My original plan was to run the Katy trail. But it already has numerous closures and the large amount of rain last night might have only made it worse. And the weather app indicated more t-storms in a few hours. So the plan became run around the neighborhood, bring the Camelbak without the bladder and just a bottle, stop by a store for fuel, keep kinda close to home, and get what run I can. Then if bad weather hits I can cut out.
But you know me, I don't cut out that easy. It was still raining, but only lightly, and I did see some lightning the first hour or so. Dropped off a letter to Jess, Arsenal to Lemp, loop that park in and out, off to Dollar Store. Bought $4 of stuff: 2 Rice Krispie treats, caramel M&M's, and tootsie roll pops. Caramel M&Ms!!! Yummy and more please. The tootsie pops are getting meh, they are good for the distraction only. The RK treats are good for when stopped only. But good to keep trying. Up to Lafayette, loopy-loo there a few times, out to TGA via Compton watertower, then Pause to Decide.
I can go right to work, or left to TGP. I was at only 9-10 miles at this point and struggling to decided. The rain had mostly quit by now so that aspect improved. Left. Or Right? Right. Visit work, simulate an aid station stop. Up to work, noM'd the RK treats, UGH, the back out. Loop FoPa or head to TGP. Left. Or Right? Right, loop FoPa then home.
By this time my mind was still struggling but the body doing OK. It was great to see the mileage hit 12, 13, 14, and I even lost a few miles on the way home. But it was getting harder and harder to keep mentally engaged. The Hardcore History podcast on WWI might not have been the most stimulating.
Home, cold, hungry, thirsty. HOT shower, laid down in tub even! Massaged legs and pained feet, took my bottle to bed and tried to sleep. I built a nest of pillows, and finally did doze in and out.
Need to work out nutrition!! I'm happy I did this in the end, it was boring but a great test of mental endurance, or the lack thereof.
I had to back up in time because I was going to a musical with IT and BE! My first live musical, Be More Chill. With The Squip as the Voice In Your Head. I killed a few Voices just 3 weeks ago, they haven't come back yet. So who's my Squip?
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