I went out this morning to do Bridge to 10k week 6 run 2 - another 60 minutes, but unfortunately my brain managed to overpower my legs. It didn't feel great from the start, but I kept giving myself little pep talks and trying to find that positive mindset. At 15 mins I felt ok and that I was settling in to it a bit. Five minutes later, without even making a conscious decision, I found myself walking up one of the very same hilly bits that I'd sailed up effortlessly on Monday. I tried to get going again after a minute or two, but it just felt horrible - heavy legs, and my breathing was unbelievably uncomfortable. So I walked home.
I've spent all day since then telling myself that a bad run is still better than no run, not all that many weeks ago 20 mins would have been a triumph, not a failure, and that at least the next run *has* to be better! It's a long time since I've had such a dismal outing, and it's left me totally baffled.
Ah well, onward and upward. I'm away from home next week, so a total change in routine, and I'll get to see some new sights while I'm out. Hopefully I'll find my running mojo there too!