I've felt better than I do now. OAP: 7:55 The beginning was better than the end. I was pretty good until mile 14. By then my 16 oz of gatorade had become insufficient to sustain an acceptable effort level. At times like these I seriously question whether I'll do another marathon after Boston. I'm sure I could be just as fit training for halfs, and much less beat to crap. I just feel lousy. I realize one should feel somewhat lousy after 20 miles, but this just seems stupid. My day is shot, probably my tomorrow, and I have two more of these runs to anticipate. Perhaps I'll have a more intelligent fueling strategy next time, and enlist some company for some of the miles. Maybe beating Lance isn't all that important. | 