Jeez, at times this can be hard. A toxic mix of imbalanced sleep pattern, mistimed breakfast, life chores taking me sideways, warmer temperatures during a HM run, all made my today’s mileage a bit of unwanted struggle. Breathing fine, tempo slower but comfortable, route a bit hilly at times but familiar and manageable.
My stubborn, childish, refusal to ever walk never helps. This has been my 4th HM distance (one was 25K) where l simply ran like a battered wildebeest deranged, stopping only when crossing roads but today l thought of misswobble and one of her great points, thinking, Lord, l could walk a few meters at least, my legs are fatigued. Please convince me, Lord!
Except that l didn’t, l never do and that will prolong my attempt at full non walking marathon. I will have to compromise and train by implementing walking parts when going gets rough and then shorten those bits as my engine parts become more agreeable (IF they ever do become fully agreeable).
Oh well. At least l’ve managed to clock in nearly 60K of clean running this week which probably have played part in today’s struggle.
We’ll see how the play develops next week with an easier schedule.
How do you guys cope when legs disagree with brains? (I fear logically composed adult replies)