Well, I will call it a partial success rather than a partial failure...
I met Triathlete L. and J. at Chambers St. - they were doing 12 (around the south tip of Manhattan, over the bridge to Brooklyn and then round Prospect Park), I hoped to do 9 and peel off as they entered the park and instead take the 2/3 train home from Grand Army Plaza.
But though it is a beautiful day (not humid), it is HOT - our first three miles were mostly in direct sun, and I was feeling quite sick to my stomach. As we came to the bridge and I saw how crowded it was, my heart failed me - I will not in this case blame it on the bridge, it was more a case of discretion being the better part of valor.
(Ugh, I hate to bail, though!)
So I sent the two of them on their way and slowed down a bit and took a much shadier route back across to the west side and then up to 14th St. - just over six miles altogether, I am guessing, around 10:00 pace (the solitary part wasn't slower, really, just cooler!).
(I hate to complain, but I have been feeling pretty awful all week - headache and queasy would be too strong, but sub-headache and just sub-queasy pretty much all the time - poor-quality sleep from underlying deadline stress. I almost canceled the run altogether, only I already canceled on the bike ride the other day! But I am sure it was more sensible to call it short than to slog it out - I need to do at least 3 more hours of work this evening, and I would much prefer NOT to get sick after I send the book to the editor on Monday...)
NB my new hydration belt was attracting much unwanted attention - I felt that I was trailing a wake of mild hilarity everywhere I went!
Run mileage for July was very low. I will count this week as 18 miles and start raising it from there - I guess I'll do a 90-minute treadmill run next weekend, that will make sense...