I hadn’t intended running today but having had 2 days off and keen to get W7 done the opportunity presented itself this morning. Hubbie asked if I would like to go to the driving range 🏌️♀️ with him this morning. Incredibly I could hear myself say that I wouldn’t but off he should go. It was still quite early here and due to get hotter but I could see a nice gentle breeze blowing so thought I’d grab my chance.
I went off much faster than usual..... why? absolutely no idea 🤷♀️ so having slowed right down to my ‘usual’ slow pace I plodded on round and oh boy did it feel like a plod today. I think this could possibly be my most hated run yet.
When I’d finished I felt massively relieved I’d kept going and pleased with myself but it really was an effort today 🥴
I hadn’t dared looked at the thermometer before I left otherwise I knew 👺 would be out in full force and it turned out it was 86% humidity. I had drunk a lot of water yesterday but maybe not enough, hadn’t slept well, not expecting to run, too much wine at lunchtime 😬( not usual, lunch out a rare thing currently 😅) anyway, who knows, but just putting it down to a ‘meh’ run and happy to move onto W8.
What I find the most confounding is that I passed up the driving range for W7R3....what’s happening to me 😂
Happy running everyone 🏃♀️ 🏃♂️