This. Long Run. Sucked.
I don’t know how else to say it. There is no other way to say it. Who wants to run 16 miles on New Year’s Eve? Not me! But since I procrastinated my long run, yet again, there I was. For 2 hours and 52 minutes. Running. And running.
In order to avoid having to come up with a path or getting too far out or not far enough, I just ran on the same sidewalk for 8 miles, then proceeded to turn around, and head back.
My first mile was 8:55 and my last was 12:37.
It was cold. Rainy. Grueling. Boring. And yes, disgusting.
Whatever. I finished.
And then I went and had a fabulous NYE. Boom. Shaka. Laka.