My last post was a very positive one - I ran an extra 2 minutes because I knew I had it in me. I felt so good that I said to myself that on the next run I wouldn't run less than 4k now I knew I could do it. So I pushed myself round the lake and every minute was torture! I don't really know what it was - I can put it downy to any number of things or none of them at all. I hadn't been eating very well that week (lots of bad heavy stuff), I was tired after long hours at work and my quads had only just recovered from a lot of step climbing the day before. When I thought a run would invigorate me, it did the opposite. Every single minute I had to tell myself to keep going when I just wanted to go home and go to sleep! I think it's probably been the toughest run to date when it comes to mental willpower. I didn't know whether I should just call it a day and wipe it off, worried that if I kept pushing on it would make me resent running and I'd find it harder to step out next time. Anyway, I got it done, ran 4k and not slower than usual but my god it was hard!