Marathon 43 of 52 — the one when it was no longer unbearably hot and it was a piece of cake.


I’m thankful that the toughest runs are behind me. In January, I thought the toughest runs would be the 6 AM, 50-degree (Fahrenheit) runs, but boy did I not expect the summer, 105-degree runs to be exponentially more excruciating. With clouds descending upon Southern California and a forecast of cooler weather ahead, I’m all smiles. 9 more to go!



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