Welcome back Yellow!

Well, I said today's 17 would be my make-or-break for whether or not to do the marathon, and I guess I'm in. It was really hot and I took it slow, but I feel pretty much like I ought to feel after 17.

The stupid part was that I missed a turn somewhere and wound up way farther from home than I could get back before I ran out of water and energy, so I had to call DH for a ride. D'oh. I'll figure out where I went wrong, but I won't use the route I planned again anyway. It took me through something that was marked as a road on the map, but it actually seemed like it was a farmer's lane that connected his house and barn to two parallel roads. I didn't see anyone home, but there was a pickup truck parked outside - hope I didn't startle anyone.