Miles are miles. And if you think that one gets tired of starting over again and again, you're right. One of these days I will find a happy place. It seems like with every step forward, I take two backwards. Part of it is life.
This morning's run felt okay. I felt like I was going too fast from the beginning. My pace ranged from 9:50min/mi to 11min/mi. It should be closer to 11min/mi throughout. My attempt to slow down were thwarted by another round of oncoming rain. I did get my run in, mostly dry. And it's already finished for the day. Now I don't have to think about it and obsess over it and feel bad for myself that I didn't do it. That's what I've been doing for the last few weeks, and it has sucked!
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