Audible on the 2.4 Mile Line.
It sounds so much easier in texting. My chest is sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy, no vomit on my sweater and no spaghetti, but there was an overwhelming feeling of dizziness I ignored which evolved to utter fatigue. Exhaustion sets in as I am here, in the dark, 2.4 miles from the house. This means, 2.4 miles from destination, from safety.... I decided to try out my renegade skills, my overconfidence in my body to survive on minimal. I chose to push past the initial tingly hands, and spots in my vision. I am not "training" today as much as I am mentally preparing myself. I have a run next week where I dedicate 10 miles, broken up into spurts. I made this decision back in March, a time so far away from now that I figured "I'll get around to actual training." Though I run on the treadmill, lift weights, I haven't done any "long runs" outside for a long time. This week, today, I planned on a "long run" just to remind myself. Waki...