It started pretty cruisy, helped by a modest tailwind breeze which quickly developed into a brisk wind and then a charming antarctic gale. This led to a 12km mental battle - I was running away from home, with a massive tailwind, with plenty of options to turn off and seek protection. Neglecting good sense, at 17km from home, I turned and shazam - there it was - freezing!
Thursday's half marathon time trial was hard, but nothing like today's grind. Tonight I am feeling rather damaged.
The total was 36km in 2:48, which (since the pace was steady) would give a 3:15 marathon. Doing the real deal at the pace of Thursday suddenly seems a very long way off indeed.
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