Sunday

Well, this is gonna be a short post... as good as yesterday's run was, today was the exact opposite.

My planned 20 mile route was hijacked by schedule malfunction. Rob's dad decided to drop him off at church, even though I wasn't there... I had gone to mass last night, so I would be able to do my run later in the day. My thought was that I would have 8 more hours to recover.

I guess it was a good thing I was home to get the call... "um, who's gonna pick up the baby?"

By the time the dust had settled, the day was shot and my enthusiasm (and signature good humor) was gone. I re-grouped and halved my distance, thinking anything was better than nothing.

The last 2 miles of my 10 mile run got walked. My heart wasn't in it. My body was weary.

Some runs are like that.

The good news is: I'm 100% on skipping my 20 mile runs in my marathon training plan, so I've got that streak to be proud of!