OUCH!!!

14 miles today did NOT feel as good as 12 miles did AT ALL.
at mile 11 I doubted why in the world I had ever signed up to do the full marathon.

Of course, lets back up.
at mile 4 my weird ankle problem started bothering me. I wondered how in the world i was going to make it 10 more miles. Lucky for me other aches an pains would far outcry this little bitty "ow-y"
At mile 8 my hip flexor started to talk to me. It wasnt mad just yet, but it was just talking. It was saying things like, "you should really go home now," and "take the shortcut at the next turn." Oh but pigheadedly I continued.
Soon it too was drowned out by another pain in the form of a blister on the sole of one foot. I told myself it wasnt a big deal, I've felt what I thought were blisters before and they turned out to be nothing.
This had to be the same thing.

so I loosened that shoe a little which helped that particular blister...but ended up causing another in a different spot.
I had a very definitive place to cut 2 miles off at mile 9, but I didnt take it.

Its nice that I finished (and even went 14.5 thanks to the stop at target to refill the water bottle) but i think I hurt worse than I have after any half. And I dont know why exactly.
It makes me nervous about the days I'll go 16, 18, 20 and of course, the other number.

bleck.
i'm not going to think about it anymore.

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