I ran and walked 10 miles on the River Trail, out and back from the I-30 bridge, in 1:48:01 this morning, with splits of 11:52, 11:40, 11:36, 11:19, 10:52, 10:50, 10:36, 9:49, 10:02, and 9:25. I walked six minutes each of the first three miles; five the next two; four for one; three for one; two for the next two; and one for the final.
I walked 90 percent of Liz Taylor's Hash run this afternoon and evening in west Little Rock, but, Jesus Cricket, I got caught in no-man's land and was out for 1:25, probably covered five and a half miles. It sucked. We spent about an hour walking straight through the fucking woods, no trails, just sticks and leaves and rocks and holes and briars and big, steep hills for goddamn three miles. I literally thought I was going to have to pick Corky up and carry her.
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