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Ugh...no 3 in 3 for me

Heading into Saturday morning I was expecting to come write a post about how I got 3 PR's in 3 weeks. Well, 2 in 2 weeks is going to have to be good enough. I ran the Rodeo Run 10k and had high hopes heading into it. I wasn't expecting 75 degree temps and that familiar Houston humidity at the 9:45 am start though. My previous 10k PR is 54:37 from a flat course in Beaumont on a 42 degree morning. I ran 55:05 yesterday, but it was absolutely the best I could do, so I am not upset. I'm proud of myself for even doing that well. Thank goodness I ran into Augie at the start and we hung off each other's shoulders until about 4.5 miles in when we both said "screw it" and slowed down a bit and talked each other to the finish. I began the day meeting Shellie at her apartment and we ran the 2 miles from there to the race start. As we headed out, we ran over a bridge over the trail riders heading downtown which was pretty cool. After the race we ran more miles, totaling 12 for the day, so not too bad. We had to cut through the parade and make sure we didn't get run over by a horse and spent a good deal of the way back dodging horse poop!

The great news is that my buthigh did not bother me at all on the run, meaning it definitely is a bike issue only, as I suspected. (well, I guess that is good news...at least it isn't running and biking that cause problems)

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