So, after being all chuffed with my recent 13k and a really lovely 6k at the weekend during our first stay-away since lockdown (yes, I packed running stuff!!), headed out today.
Awful, awful 5k. Just like moving through treacle, not that I ever actually tried that 😆. At one point, I looked down at my feet to see if they were actually moving as I just felt so heavy and slow! So just stopped at 5k.
But here’s the thing, still glad that I did it. A run’s a run.