I think my birthday run the other day achieved one thing - I am not afraid of distance anymore. Not that I ever was - but running 12 miles, 16 miles is a whole lot different than running 28. Without any training, tapering, nutrition, hydration. Not that I am a careless athlete. I am not, but I do take my fitness for granted and am maybe not as respectful as I should be. I do however respect distance, and I do respect the roads I run.
So tempted to run for 7 hours on a weekday before work just for the heck of it. Why not? I have this body and these legs can endure. There is no point having endurance and not really *enduring* anything. Make sense?
Anyway, I hauled myself out after eating copious amounts of batura channa yesterday (hey, I ran 28 miles the day before!). Being in India has been so good for me. I cannot believe I used to turn my nose up at spicy food. Now I say, bring it on! The fuel carried me through 8 very humid miles.
I have a suprise for you tomorrow - hope I can deliver!
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