We set a new heat record yesterday: 98 degrees. I poured algicide in the still-green pool then pulled weeds while in the 96.5 degree shade.
Today it was 79 when I got out of bed at 620 to be downtown at 7 for the Sunday run. I had rolled over at 545 and could very well have stayed in the sack for more sleep but ... you know ... you gotta do what you gotta do. I was cussin' to myself that this marathon training is a pain in the a*s.
There was a crowd of eight this morning. Good for a hot August morning. It seems some of the previous regulars have splintered off to different groups suitable for whatever they've got going on. No more Mary. Jane. Cathy. Twins. Tim. Seth.
I did 1o today in 1:42. There was some strolling along with the running. It was a 10:13 pace which is better than last Sunday's 11:33 pace over 14 miles. I was a little stronger but definitely behind the training curve. The mojo better kick in sometime soon or it's gonna be heck hereforward.