A hot evening in Toronto and instead of letting it hurt my pace, I decided to fight through it. I started out at 5 minute kilometres (8 minute miles) and by the end, was pulling in marathon pace and faster. It hurt, I won't lie, but it felt really great to battle the temperature. I took in water on the run, I passed other runners, I raced up the hill striding by cyclists, and when I finished on a boardwalk, my breathing was elevated.
I glanced down at my heart rate metre, and it was at 170 bpm. Walking and breathing heavily I cooled down. It hurt. It hurt good. I remember thinking that it's runs like today that make me a stronger runner for tomorrow and marathon day.
14K/8.7 miles in 1:06