This was my longest run, ever. Not just recently. Not just this training cycle. EVER. But considering how nice it felt afterwards, and how long it took me (much less time than I ever could have anticipated), I think I may just have to make ten miles a th least a somewhat semi-regular thing. My legs will thank me. I hope.
The thing that won't thank me so much? Yeah: the rest of my body. My head. I was literally dripping sweat at mile 2.5. It was freaking hot.
Now, I'm getting nervous about my half in March (yeah, NOW I'm getting nervous). I'm not a fan of oppressive heat. Then again, who is?