Worst run ever…well at least for a while. You would have thought that it was perfect running weather, 25°C overcast, but I someone forgot to mention that it was 98% Relative Humidity…BLAH! Never the less I set out on a long run at 7am aiming for 2hours, well turn around at 1hr. The first our was good, I had to slow myself down a bit a few times but otherwise when I stopped for a pit stop and a little water from my fuelbelt (I only took 2 of the 4 bottles) at the 1hr mark I had traveled almost 9k so I had kept the pace down quite well. On the way back I just struggled to maintain temperature control, my cooling system was about as affective as an evaporative cooler in tropical weather. Half my brain was saying “stop it is ok to walk, stop it is ok to walk, stop it is ok to walk”, while the other side was saying “don’t be a pussy, keep going, don’t be a pussy, keep going”. Eventually I stopped and walked a bit and even that didn’t cool me down. It is funny how depressing it is when you can’t finish a long run, it is the first time in probably 6 months that I have stopped and walked for an extended period of time for something other than a steep hill. I probably ran 2.5k out of the last 4k and finished my long “run” of 17.3k in a little over 2hours. I probably will go for a short jaunt tomorrow, depending on how I feel before meeting up with BlkBox for a run on Monday morning around the Torren’s.