Bye Bye Mexico. Hola 12 Miles!

Got back from Mexico late Thursday night. Luckily I took Friday off, slammed some penne alla vodka that night and hoped that I was hydrated/fueled up enough to run.

• Saturday morning: woke up scratching. Stupid sun rash.
• Woke up peeling. Stupid sunburn.
• Actually, thankful I woke up bc my alarm didn't go off.
• Got to practice with like 2 minutes to spare.
• Ran from 72nd and Central Park, down the West Side highway to the financial district, and back up.
• It was super humid out...finished all of my gatorade by 3/4 of the way through.
• Tried shot blocks for my second fuel (instead of gu) to see if my tummy would react better...tummy okay, but shot blocks are super gummy and take a bit more effort to chew and swallow.
• It rained on and off but it felt refreshing bc of the humidity (side note: saucony moisture wick shorts and tank top dried off in like 3 minutes- it was awesome).

I definitely felt the 12 miles in my legs. I don't know if it was because I didn't get enough miles in while in Mexico...and I was STARVING like never before (slammed a ham, egg and cheese on a roll at the deli counter on my way home). Run on senorita, run on!