Did a 14 mile run around Austin with Clea, and bonked a few miles from the end (actually it was supposed to be 15 miles, but I cut it short). I hate it when I become the flat tire who holds up the run, but sometimes it just happens (especially in the summer). I'm just lucky to run with a friend who puts up with me being a bit of a wuss when the mercury rises.
There are several reasons for my bonk, and as usual I know exactly what they are. I just don't always put that knowledge into practice.
For a start, I was completely under-fueled. I usually eat a banana before these longer runs, but little Dylan has become addicted to them, and ate the last one yesterday. So I didn't eat anything before the run. While I can get away with this in the cooler weather, it's not so easy in the summer. Secondly I really should be alternating Gatorade with water, especially in this heat and humidity. And finally, said humidity was like a suffocating blanket this morning. I am like my vegetable garden, and wilt in the heat and humidity of what is shaping up to be a long and brutal summer.
These are the kind of runs that make me question how I ever ran a marathon (let alone an ultra), and why I would ever sign up for another one. But it's just something to suffer through, with the thought that I just need to continue logging base mileage, because when the cooler weather comes around I will do this same run at least a minute a mile faster with very little effort.
In other news, I watched a really cool documentary the other night on the history of big wave surfing. It was called "Riding Giants
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I've been the nail quite often during this summer.
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