September 2nd

14 miles at Arastradero

Ran with Noah in the morning. Brutally dehydrated and had trouble getting up the mountain. Legs felt fine but was really light-headed and had difficulty breathing. Coming down was no problem. We hammered the last three miles in because Noah said, "You can't call it a death march to the finish unless you hammer it in." Whatever.

58 in 6 runs for the week. Pretty solid.

Going up to Russian River Brewing Company this afternoon.