On a level of one to ten, ten being maximal exertion, my tempo run today was bordering an eleven.
Ninety-three degrees, in open dirt pasture. I submit it is advantageous to pavement. Nevertheless, I enjoyed it thoroughly. Met a few cows, almost took a face-plant on the way out to the turn around.
Oxygen debt was present. Dear lord it was hot….
I never cursed, but I did pray a few times I would not expire.