I figure I can take the SUV to the dealership which is a little more than 6 miles away and run home.
David, the service writer: Do you need a ride home?
Me with chest puffed up in pride: Naw, I'm running home.
David, the service writer: How far is home?
Me, proud as can be: Oh, just 6 miles.
Luckily David didn't follow me. About 1.8 miles into my easy run, I'm dieing. I'm dizzy and down to a walk. Guess that bowl of cereal this morning wasn't enough fuel to get me home. Luckily, I was near a gas station. I stopped there and got a gatorade X Factor and a Reese's candy bar. They were great. I got my pep back and made good time for the last 4.5 miles. You can tell were I was dragging by the graph above. I propbably walked close to a half mile. My run this morning was 6.64 miles total and that's after doing a 6 miler last night around 7 pm.
Which gets me over 100 miles for the month of October. My first ever century month and first month I ever ran two half marathons in.