I know it happens to many, but I can’t seem to find my Mojo anywhere. I ran last week, but only managed to fit in two runs. Then at the weekend we were away, and even though I had diligently packed my running kit and fully intended to enjoy the pleasure of a tourist run, I just couldn’t be bothered to get outside and run, making some excuse about having some quality time with my daughter (who slept late both mornings so I would have been able to get out and back before she made it to full consciousness).
On Monday I managed a fairly slothful run, and just about managed 5k. Yesterday I was too busy to run, so I’d promised myself a longer run this morning.
The morning arrived, and with it the start of a migraine but no sign of my mojo. I grimly got out of bed and convinced myself a run would do my head good. And I guess it did, as I was soon lolloping along the streets to the next village. But my legs were reluctant to move very fast, and were certainly not in agreement with me about how far we were going to run. By the halfway mark they were grumbling away like little children on a long car journey, “Are we nearly there yet? “
I was in two minds about completing the run, but something in my head kept me going, but it was a constant battle with my legs, and it felt as if I was consciously having to lift my feet for each step of the way.
Somehow I made it to the end of the run, but it was just a meh kind of feeling. No joy... no excitement... just relief that it was over.
So if anyone spots a small mojo lurking around, or looking lost, please send it packing in my direction. I’m missing it. 😢