No sleep due to my crappy neighbors. UFC was late too, but they kept me up past 4am. Felt like garbage. Maybe briefly I was having fun, but not for long, just waiting for it to be over. I felt better briefly after sucking on about 20 pretzels at the first water stop. I got myself to the second and repeated it. Not bad. I was brooding about the neighbors and other thoughts of disgust started creeping in, so I recognized that as the problem to solve and largely did. I wanted freedom from these thoughts meditating on the wrong. There is a desire for something good in there that is unfortunately rather impotent in the moment. I endured that moment for those miles. It was a lesson.