Drained

Ran our 8 mile group run this afternoon. I started slow and continued slow for pretty much the whole run. I ran from shady patch to shady patch and carried water. I crawled up the one long gradual hill. I am a little worried about the 8 mile climb at 6500 ft in New Mexico in September. At least it will be in the 50's...or so they say. In the end, I managed to pick up the pace for the last 2 miles and turned a shamefully slow run into a slow run with a decent finish. I was so beat at the end, I could barely enjoy my popsicle or do the core workout. My heart rate was still in the 80's at 9:30pm and my BP was a little low. I'm working on hydrating but I'm not hungry or thirsty. I need an IV. It is interesting in how on Tuesday and Thursday evenings it is a survival run with a lot of people running on their own with earphones. On the cooler Sat AM's, more people run together and seem chattier.
AM going to try and run 40 min when I get home in the morning to avoid another 100+ degree run. Try is the operative word.