So today I slept in after a late night last night after the 20 miler.
Woke up, packed some stuff, and went home to hang with the family for
a few hours.

I decided since I'm in the North Shore, I might as well get in a solid
bike ride.

I rode up to Cape Ann, with a bottle of 50/50 Vitamin Water and
straight tap. This does nothing...

Then I tried a bite of my jelly sandwich, cut neatly into quarters.
This was a joke, so I tossed it.

Then my legs reminded me that I had run 20 the day before, and that my
hip felt like it was rotting in its socket. I got home, with a high
cadence and as aero as I can be. The hip doens't hurt when I walk
around, but when I sit for a while then walk, oh goodness is it stiff.
I may run tomorrow morning, see how it feels. Nothing major, maybe 3-5
miles at most, then maybe a swim.

Stay tuned.

It always is the hardest at the beginning.
"How can I run for 19.5 more miles?"
"What will I feel like 2 hours from now"
"Will I be able to walk after this?"

These are the thoughts which circulate in my brain for miles on end. I
trust in my experience, my body, and all that I know makes me who I
am. My family, my friends, my body, all of it. It gets me to the end.

And it got me over three hours of solid, honest running yesterday.
Something which I makes me all the stronger, mentally and physically.

Just carry on.