I cannot understand why anybody would ever, by choice, run ten miles.
And getting up at 530 am to travel through crowded metro stations for the privilege is even crazier.
Not to mention the crowded metro ride back with thousands of smelly runners.
But driving ten hours each direction to get to the friend’s house where you will be staying seems even more ludicrous.
But that’s right now. Tomorrow, after rest has dissipated the aches, I might start planning for next year.