Horrible experience. Just felt tired, drained, lacking
energy, lacking enthusiasm and generally weighed down with a heavy load of “couldn’t-be-arsed”.
Shuffled along towards Seafield feeling as though I was having to actively
force each and every footfall.
Hate when that happens, but always grateful when it’s “only”
a training run.Couple of thoughts:
I’ve been over training (maybe). Averaging about 65-70
miles a week at the moment. And yesterday’s
two runs added up to just under 20.
Didn’t have enough “fuel” – maybe two Weetabix isn’t enough.Too much non running related crap on my mind. I often use running to flush all the crap out of my mind/system/karma/whatever but sometimes it just builds up till you need something heavy duty to flush it out.
Talking about bad runs - Interested to see THIS ARTICLE
about a new “temporary tattoo” that supposedly warns runners in advance if they
are about to “hit the wall”. Interesting, and I’m sure all the gadget freaks
will want them, but I don’t think it’s really for me.
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