A 12 miler and a lot of sweat...

Finally a dry day here in Charleston to get out for a good LR. After the hiatus about tropical storm Andrea or basically what they stated was a test tropical storm, I needed to get out and run on some pavement. I set out about 8:30 for what I wanted to do was a 14 miler. I have to run in even numbers. I hate odd numbers which is why having 17 pairs of running shorts is torture to me. Considering I only  run 4 times a week, my hubby seems to think that is WAY to many. For me it's not enough. Runners LOVE running clothes. My mentality is when you buy something new run related it makes me more excited to run. But then I start running and that thought goes out the window. Today was miserable. It was soooooooooo humid. By mile 3 I was dripping with sweat. I'm not talking just beads of sweat dripping down, I'm talking full on soaked. Like I had just ran in pouring ass rain. But I didn't. I had stops for water which I needed so I didn't pass out. I didn't know my body could pour sweat out like that. By mile 10 I think I was just done. My shoes were sloshing,my socks were soaked, there wasn't anything that was dry on my body. I kept going. I said ok if you get to mile 11 take a water break. Made it to 11 but that odd number thing popped in my head and it wasn't going to end on a odd note. I finally gained enough strength to get to mile 12 where I told myself YOU ARE DONE!!!! And you know what I was ok with that. I always have a goal when running, I always meet my goal but 12 was simply enough for me. The weather can get so humid here, so I told myself run for 15 mins, and then before you know it I was running another 15 mins and so on. I HATE to walk when running. I don't do it unless it's 100 percent humidity which was today. But I am ok with that. Sometimes you just need a walk break. So I enjoyed my 12 and plan on 14 miles soon, well maybe when it cools down. Got to start figuring out my training plan for my marathon which right now my body is yelling NOOOOOOO!!!