Mid Summer 10 K Run

I ran 10.1 K to build long-distance endurance for a race in September.
I started off comfortably, but the scorching summer heat soon started taking a toll on my body.
I stopped at traffic lights every now and then.
Ordinarily I would be disturbed by unnecessary stops,
but today I thought them a bliss.
At 7 K from home I took a hydration break at a road station called "Fusanoeki".
I ran some spring water over my head and arms.
I wanted to stay there longer, but that would make the training less effective.
So I left the station after a minimum rest and hit the road again.
The remaining 3 K was more painful than I though it would be.
Much of it was a familiar road that I often cover in my morning runs.
But a steep uphill slope, which usually feels like just a regular flat road
when run right after 8 hours of sound sleep,
felt like endless stairs to the hell.
When I finally reached the top of the slope,
I had no energy left in my body,
and all I could do was reach a water tap in a park nearby like a ghost.
I hydrated myself and ran even more water than at the previous break
over my head and arms.
This time even a break would not give me much energy.
But I had to carry on.
I tried to run in the shade whenever possible
to avoid increase in body heat.
Finally the goal was in sight.
I checked my watch.
It said 53:00.
I wanted to finish under 55:00.
I put on one final spurt, overtaking a middle-aged woman pushing her bike.
She freaked out as I ran past her like a wind.
I gasped for air, with my legs feeling heavier and heavier with each step forward.
I took a turn to the left, and another, and then took two quick right turns,
and finally took one last left to hit the street leading to my home.
Swinging my arms like a lunatic for several seconds, I finally made it back home.
I pressed the button on my stopwatch.
It said 54:33.
Yes! I came under 55:00.
Mission complete!

Once home, I took a shower and lay down in the living room like a dead man.
But it wasn't a bad feeling.
I stepped on the scale to find out that I weighed under 60 kg,
which is pretty close to my weight when I was 19 years old.
I hadn't had breakfast, so it was only natural that I would weigh a couple of pounds lighter,
but yet I was a bit surprised at my weight loss.
This weight loss was not achieved by dangerously unhealthy dieting,
nor was it a result of sickness.
In fact, I feel full of energy and my skin condition (which is indexical of my fatigue level) is incredibly good.
So I would like to think that it is a good sign.
I will continue to stick to healthy diet consisting of home-grown veggies,
fresh fish from Katsugyo Ohedo Ueno Nigohten,
occasional steak,
and minimum starchy food.

For the route I took today, see below:
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