3 miles in 26 minutes
I ran a circle today from my house that included some big downhills and some big uphills. I had two shirts on but decided as I was leaving to take one off. I regretted it for about 24 of the 26 minutes I ran.
I think I might have started out too fast instead of pacing myself and didn't feel good the last mile. I was on the verge of barf and was hoping a car wouldn't drive by as I was blowing chunks. Fortunately I avoided barf, although that feeling is becoming more of a theme when I run. It seems like my body has this limit, and if I go over the speed limit, I get a ticket (that ticket being the sense that my dinner isn't going to stay down long).
I'm optimistic that my body will ease up on it's limits over time.