I’ll take a brief break from packing to talk about tonight’s run. It ended up being four miles instead of five, and it was brutal. I don’t know why – I’ve certainly run in hotter weather than this – but the sun, the humidity, and maybe the tunafish wrap I had a half hour earlier conspired to turn me into Sir Leadweight today. I reached the finishing point exhausted, dehydrated, and annoyed that not all runs could be like Tuesday’s run.
My last run with the Team is on Saturday: eight miles. Enter nerves again, especially after today, especially if it’s hot. The good news, though, is that I’ll be running my 9-miler with one of my best friends in the world, who will be visiting my new city the first week I’m in town.
My writing tonight is dull, and I’m sorry for it. I’m mentally and physically exhausted, and my apartment, which should be all packed and ready for the movers, is not even close. It’ll be a late night.
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