I ran twenty miles yesterday.
Wait. Let me repeat that.
I ran twenty miles yesterday.
I ran twenty miles and today I feel great. I'm not sore. I'm not tired. I'm happy. It's such a strange sensation-- I feel relaxed and just happy.
Yesterday was the last of the long runs. Alan came along on his bike and carried my water, Gatorade and snacks. (He also provided the entertainment.)
From here on out it's a rapid decrease in order to build to the final increase. It seems too soon to taper off, but I am going to trust The Book.
If I feel this good after running twenty, how good will I feel after 26.2?
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