Brutal

I don't think I'm ready for old man winter to go away for at least another month. This mornings long-run was one of those runs where you say to yourself, "why do I do this?" I went 21.13 miles alone, at a 7:33 pace, but it was very difficult going in the high humidity and temps in the low 70s. I started off fine, hitting the first six miles at about a 7:15 pace, but dropped into the 7:20+ range after that. All the fun was gone by mile 12 and I really struggled the final three or four miles. My final mile was an 8:12, yikes!