I have seen the enemy

Today was my last shortish run before I tackle the 28 km tomorrow. During my run as I was running up the last incline on the York Point rd. before the Ferry rd. I made a discovery. I loath that incline. It is all that is hard about a run. It does not matter if I head out for a 4,6,8 or 22 km run that incline remains. Taunting me, letting me know that there are only a few km left letting me know that I still have to deal with it.

In my mind as I draw to the close of a run, regardless of the distance I start gearing down/up depending on my mood. This incline is the last hurdle and it is a a royal pain. I have named it Krista.

It also occurred to me that I should really schedule my runs better. Mid-day in the sun and heat and humidity is good if I want to work up a sweat but not so much the fun.

Tonight I prep for tomorrow. I will go and stash to bottles of water en route and remaster my playlist. I will be putting about 3.5 hours worth on there… I am thinking theme songs to children’s shows cause I must be crazy.

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4 Responses to I have seen the enemy

  1. Christine says:

    Ummm pourquoi “Krista”?

  2. jengalle says:

    Good luck! You’ll put in a lot of energy tomorrow, but afterwards I guarantee you’ll feel like you can do anything.

  3. Wendy says:

    I hope the long run went well.

    On my usual run route from home I always head out in the same direction in order to avoid a final long, slow, irksome incline from the other direction.

  4. jengalle says:

    How did the run go?

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