Hot. Hungry.

[cjsmith]

Hot.

Hot hot hot.

Hungry. Queasy.

Every morning I think "aw who cares, I'll eat after I run." By the end of even three miles I begin to understand why some distance runners puke. It's insidious, though: I wake up the next morning and think "Sure, it was icky for a while there, but who cares -- I'll eat after I run."

Same thing with going early in the morning. I'm lounging in bed or reading e-mail thinking "aw, a half hour later won't make much difference" and then by the time I'm done it's in the nineties.

I know a few tricks to get my misbehaving mind to straighten out and fly right. Looks like it's time to dust them off.

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[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I eat those too, sometimes, on long hikes. I like the kind without caffeine.