Thursday morning is usually reserved for trying something different. Yesterday was a new country lane near home and an extra 2 bpm on the metronome. Planned time: 30 minutes.
The Voices started as usual: “your legs are really stiff- probably from swimming yesterday “, “this road is hillier than you thought”, “there’s a lot of fast traffic on this road”. All true but I told the Voices to shut up.
Then, after 15 minutes, the Voices spoke true: “you really, really need the loo. And not just a pee. And it’s too dangerous to run”
I was really fed up for the rest of the day, but am girding my loins for parkrun.
Not every run can be a good one.