the opposite of a lucky break

here’s a quick post…ran 12 on sunday morning over hills, etc; a two hour run with the last 30 minutes at race pace. that race pace thing…it didn’t happen. we had a great time saturday night; we went out to dinner, went to a coffee house after and heard some jazz. i got up in time to get the run in but my guts weren’t happy. trying to let a little wind by with 3 miles to go turned out to be a bit of a bad idea. so was the coffee saturday night. i know better,too. the hot shower after the run never felt so good. i think hot showers are now my drug of choice. well, another run is done. log it and on to the next one.