The cool thing is, I held a 8:10 pace for about 12 miles. At 12.5 miles, I ran out of water. At 14 miles, I stopped sweating.....at 14.5 miles, I did the walk/run / "I know I'm in trouble trot".
Should I be worried...no. I knew the risk I was taking on tired legs and I paid the price. But I also learned when my "safe' stop point was. I know my limit...and hey, it was a training run...better to bonk on this one than the race.
All in all, a great weekend. I was shredded after my 8 today. The "Boss's" party may have had a bit to do with it. Not blaming her, she did not force beer down my throat. But she kept looking at me with that "Thank-You" look...man it feels good to still be able to throw her a curveball once in awhile.
So a new number for most miles in a week.....and lesson learned. Great things rise from the ash's??????
Have a great week all...I know I will.
When was the last time you bonked??????