I probably shouldn't have gone for my run tonight - hindsight is a wonderful thing isn't it?
I was up at 2am today after around 2.5 hours sleep and didn't go back to bed until this afternoon, when at 3pm I gave in and went for a 2 hour nap. I felt okay after that, had something to eat, pottered around a bit doing a bit of housework and felt ready to run when hubby got back from playing 5 a side football.
I was obviously kidding myself as it was tough almost from the off and the gremlins were huge and very noisy. It would have been oh so easy to just stop. When hubby said ' That's it' when the 25 minutes were up I could have cried with relief- I don't think I could have run another step tonight as it was such hard work.
As I've read on here though- a bad run is better than no run, and I'm amazed that I was within a few metres of my usual distance.
On a cheerier note, I tried a new route tonight in order to avoid a road that has become something of a bugbear. It was much better lit, with fewer tree roots in the pavements and the roads were less winding. On a better day, with more sleep I think that I will enjoy it.