Today was the day I’d earmarked for my 8k. It is miserable out there! I didn’t want to go. I was going to wait until this evening when the weather forecast changes. But I found myself getting my kit on and going out the door without giving myself a chance to talk myself out of it. I didn’t want to be a fair weather runner.
My body wasn’t up for it. My legs felt tired and heavy. My stomach felt tight. I almost slowed down to a walk at 5k, but I didn’t. I kept plodding on. The wind blew me every which way except forwards and, although I was glad of my waterproof jacket for the most part, I could have done without it acting like a sail on the gusty sections.
Nevertheless, 8k done ✅
Be careful out there folks.