Twenty miles with Stacie. I tried to keep up with her, but it was difficult. Was very slow today and felt like I did running at the top of Guardsman in the Wasatch Back Relay--breathing hard but still not getting enough oxygen. This time it was anemia instead of altitude. (I donated a lot of blood Wednesday night. I hope I can get all those red blood cells regenerated by October. I guess I need to start eating a lot of red meat for the iron.)
We kind of stumbled upon the course of the Rivalry Relay as it went down Wasatch and into Draper, but didn't see a lot of runners. We were passed by one girl who probably hadn't just run 15 miles like we had. It was really starting to get hot at that point. The relay must have been crazy hot as the day went on.
I really hate the Porter Rockwell Trail in Draper. It's not so much the trail as it is that I'm always running it on the last two miles of the longest run in my life. There is this wooden dinosaur skeleton in somebody's back yard that is always mocking me as I stumble along the path.
Came home and took a 5 minute ice bath. That was nice. I kind of wish I was still in it, but I had to hurry and get ready and go to Sydney's soccer game. Her team won, 2-0.
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