I'm so dejected.
A few weeks ago, there was no stopping me - I was about to graduate and loving my running and the way it made me feel.
After a really nasty sinus infection, that pretty much floored me, I did graduate and have managed half a dozen runs since then but it doesn't feel the same - much more like hard work and a slog and very little satisfaction afterwards.
I've just been to Cornwall on holiday for a week. I packed my running gear, thinking I might fit in a couple of quick runs but my kit stayed in my suitcase.
Now I'm home, I feel like I SHOULD run, otherwise my efforts up to now were for nothing...but I've got no enthusiasm.
Worse still, I'm supposed tobe running a 10k race with friends at the end of September, so the pressure not to let them down is not helping my mood.
Every day that I don't run is another day when the odds against me completing the B210k programme stack a bit higher, so...
...do I give up on the 10K, in the hope that my mojo will come back once the heat is off? Or do I force myself to keep going, in the hope that the challenge will push me over the hump I seem to have hit?