September 16th
This morning there was a training run with the New York Road Runners. I signed up a week ago - paid my 9 bucks so that I would have access to the water/food during the 20 mile run. I would even run with my pace group.
I woke up at 4am on the couch, so i moved to the bed. I woke up at 5am when the alarm went off, rolled over. I woke up at
5:30, I was blind. My eyes were crusty from sick goo, and my vision blurry from who knows what. I had to be at 102nd street Central Park by 6:45 to get my number, and the run started at 7am - I was not going to make it. I rolled over and slept till 9am. I got up, ate cereal, than back to bed till noonish. Oh this felt good! After too much pizza - I left for my run at 5pm. I drove to Cunningham Park, I decided to be crazy and run 24 laps around the park - that would equal a ruff 20 miles.
I made it 21 laps, it was pitch black and one old man already expressed his fear of me running around in circles alone.

17.5 miles
3:03:32
10:29 Pace

I was not feeling good, and we are allowed one 'light' long run a month. 17.5 miles is light these days.


September 15
rest day
I finally went to the Dr. I was prescribed amoxicillan, which is bullshit. I wanted real drugs.