I got 9 miles in, but not the way I wanted to. I had to split it up and do 7 and 2.
The seven miler in the morning was awful. It was cold. My tummy was rumbly. I had no music. I was slow. It took me as long to do 7 yesterday as 8 took me the week before.
The 2 in the evening seemed great by comparison. And it gave the opportunity to break in a new pair of shoes.
As discouraging as the morning run was, checking my notes from a year ago, 9 miles would have been a whole week's worth of running at that point. So that's encouraging.
Today - I'm hungry and tired. But surprisingly not too sore.
I'm at 46.5 miles for the month. 106.5 for the year.
62 days until race day.
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