I love running. I really do. I usually look forward to my runs.
But tonight sucked. It wasn’t the worst run ever, but my heart and my head were just not in the game.
But I did it so I could cross it off in the log–which is something, because normally I would’ve quit about a mile in if I wasn’t feeling it. I’m giving myself credit for finishing it.
Long run on Thursday (5-6 miles). Looking forward to that. :o)