Last Saturday was my last 22 mile run before LA. It was great. I felt great, minus the last 2 miles where my legs felt cooked. My friend, Jody, graciously offered to ride her bike next to me the whole way so I could start in the dark. I was most grateful. 3 hours total, just shy of, actually, with a negative split. I am elated I am in the taper now.
Sick kids vomiting kept me home this morning and now I am feeling a little off. I hope I don't have to take another morning off tomorrow. I am craving the treadmill and hoping to get in the water, too. Ugg. I hate illness. It is such a bummer. Makes me appreciate the well days.
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