Some times you’re the windshield, some times you’re the bug… Mary Chapin Carpenter

#50K every day

Flat bike path ’round a dog park in Mills River, North Carolina.  Overwhelmed with pain, struggled to move forward this day.  8 days of 50Ks, body feels battered; couple that with blistered sunburnt lips & huge lack of calories — Day 8 was a BUG day.  Notta lotta left.

Dejected/head-down, sat on a bench mile 28/29, spirit broken.  Spanish lady/an angel walked up, placed a hand gently on my shoulder.  Flood gates opened, just bawled like a baby.  Scared the living bejeebers outta her – LOL>  Apologized, got up & got it done.  I think when you push so hard/so long/so many days, emotions get crazy over-amplified.

Miracle 2 — listened to advice.  Drove to a local Ingles.  Pharmacist provided numbing cream plus several over-the-counter lip balms for reminder of the trip.  Numbing only temporary — but allowed me to load-in calories & grab a good nite’s sleep.  Morning — broke apart lips (sealed shut overnight), cup of motel coffee, dabbed/wiped up all bloody portions & reapplied meds.

Woke to RAIN.  Prettiest course of the series: Steele Creek Park, Bristol Tennessee.  Winding dirt trail, pear trees in blossom, scenic pedestrian bridge.  Strictly looking at Garmin time, Day 9 mimicked Day 8 results.  Reality — walked lotta miles with the run family ’til they finished their distances, then jogged out my extra 50K miles.  AWESOME recovery day.

My God — right on time, all the time ❤️

Inspiration Station — thanks y’all ❤️