It’s the weekend.  Time for another long run.  This time I stretched the 32 mile loop I ran last week to make a 40 miler.  I took off around 6:00pm, and got home at 3:00 in the morning.  The last 10 miles were some of the toughest miles I’ve covered yet.  Mostly flat, but I couldn’t even walk for more than 2-3 minutes without stopping at the very end.  I was SO tired!

I was about a mile from home when I saw the first patch of grass I’d seen in hours, and promptly flopped onto my back.  Under a streetlight in a subdivision.  What a sight.  I walked another half a mile and had to sit down and rest for a few more minutes.  I just could not move forward anymore.  My legs weren’t feeling that bad, my body was just totally depleted.  Thankfully, I made it and didn’t become coyote bait – sirens in the distance started a pack howling about 100 yards away from me that I didn’t know was there.  Training is hard work.