Today I ran the longest I have ever done. Later on I found out I had also run the furthest. In other words, I ran more than a marathon, but only by about 100 meters. However, it took about 40 minutes longer than a marathon. It was a training run so I wasn’t pushing it. In fact, I was occasionally stopping to wait for slower members of the group to catch up.
I was out for four hours. Long enough that, even though I started at 8:30, at some point I had to switch from saying “good morning” to people to “good afternoon”.
Four hours of running pretty much ruins your day. After the run and eating a lunch, the day is pretty much gone. And the only deadly sin you have the energy for is sloth.