I’m tired today. Just tired. I even took a nap before I was intending to do my long run this afternoon.

I really started getting ready with the intention of 13 miles. I filled up two water bottles with electrolyte drink, grabbed some gels… But it didn’t feel right. In fact, it just felt wrong. After a ‘will I or won’t I’ discussion with myself, I decided to go out for a six mile run. This would allow me to stop upon returning home or keep going.

It was a battle…the first four miles. I had to keep telling myself ‘if you ever want to be good, you do it no matter what’. I felt sluggish, torn, and jumped at every little unexpected noise…but only emotionally. My body felt pretty good, considering my mental battle.

All in all, I felt really good having pushed through 6.2 miles. And I held a pretty decent pace – just under 10:30 minutes per mile. It really was a beautiful afternoon. I just hope next week I feel like doing more mileage.