I'm still sweating.
I ran the Harbour City 10ks this morning in Wellington.
It's been over two hours since I crossed the finish line.
I've had a shower.
And I'm still sweating.
I ran as fast as I could.
Which isn't that fast. I'm so utterly gutted at how I just can't run fast.
I'm not going to go there today. Tomorrow I'll go there. But not today. Today I'm just relieved it's done. And I'm gonna take that as a win.
Tomorrow I'll go there. I have too. Cos it's turning septic in my mind.