Since my excitement last weekend the longest run I have been able to squeeze out is about 4.5 k. Getting used to the fact that when a longer run hits the schedule it is a week or so before I am any use at all.
Not looking for sympathy I hope you all understand but it struck me that it was the equivalent of happily doing week 9 then only being able to run week 1.
Hey ho.
Anyways beautiful day today, distrance back up and time not too bad but I desperately wanted to love it with the sun being out and everything but I felt weak as a kitten all the way round so it was a grind from start to hateful finish.
Hey ho.
Onwards and upwards.
Have a good week-end.