I've got a couple of minor injury annoyances going on. My inner thigh started to get sore around mile four again, though this time I ran through it. And I think I'm about to lose my first toenail -- middle toe on my left foot. Neither is a big deal.
I did about 8 miles with the dog before stopping home to drop her off and get a quick drink. I lost a minute in the transfer, but over the course of 2 hours, that really doesn't matter.
The thing I've realized about doing longs in your neighborhood, as opposed to a race, is that it's easier to keep going. I know that runs counter to conventional wisdom, but for me, it's easier to keep going when I know that I can quit if I need to. I just have keep telling myself, "OK, one more mile and you can stop." Or even, "OK, just get around that corner and you can stop." Because, inevitably, I get to that goal and realize that I still have more in the tank. I'd guess I give myself a half-dozen of those pep talks whenever I do a long run. Even at the end today, I was a block from home and decided to throw in another .3 miles, just because I knew I didn't have to and it would be no big deal to walk back home.
In the end, I did 12.35 in 1:57. Allowing for GPS inaccuracy, I'd say that'd put me at about a 2:08 half -- 7 minutes slower than Seaside Heights.
As I mentioned, I'm not feeling great about the weather prospects the rest of the week, so we'll see what happens. Maybe a trip to the gym on Friday, and I can sleep a bit on Saturday and wait till the temperature clears 40 before running.
Miles since starting the blog: 122.3.
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