Another 10k

Last weekend, I did one, if you remember. I thought that time that my preparation had not been the best, so this time I made some changes.

I ate absolutely nothing. At all. All day. Yesterday. And I drank a bit more vodka than last time.

Am I a committed athlete, or what? That's a serious question, actually, if you know what I am please tell me. 57:41 last time and 59:05 this time.

I know you can do something clever to your car to make it run on chip fat. But what the hell kind of modification does the human body need to make its performance bloody nearly identical, whether it gets any solid fuel in a 36-hour period or not? And, more to the point, how did it happen without my noticing?

So, a bit of calfular crampage and spots before the eyes aside, another successful, if not stellar, outing this morning.