So I spent a lot of last week on the fence. The weather was crappy. Work was busy. Shins were hurting. I was exhausted. Motivation was very low. Training for 13 miles started to seem stupid.
On Thursday I made a deal with myself. I would suck it up and do the 10 mile run on Saturday. If I had any hip, knee, or shin pain, I would skip RTBG, mellow out on the longer runs for the next week or two, and re-evaluate for SLO.
Saturday morning I woke up really grouchy, not wanting to run at. all. But (after a lot of bitching…sorry Paul), out I trudged.
The weather was…great. And the run felt good. Almost easy.
So for now, we’re sticking with the plan. Sometimes flying solo isn’t a bad thing.