Crazy Marathon Training: Running the Dead Sea in Jordan

The Dead Sea is a bit more humid than I expected. At 7am, I’ve only run 3 miles and I am already coated in sweat. More sweat than mid-summer runs in Washington, DC. I am just dripping sweat. I think I’m even sweating from my eyeballs. That’s how humid the Dead Sea is, even at this early hour in early October.

Through the sweat I look around and take in the view. Bright red mountains banded by clear blue waters and crystal blue skies. Not a tree or human in sight. An utter silence from the thick air broken only by my labored breath and tired footfalls.

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