I've been tired this week but I need to get the long runs in the bag. I pack my kit the night before. I wake up and feel awful. My lovely wife says:
"Come on you can do it"
And I do. I get out and set of slowly for the park to run lots of flat laps. I eventually get going and after an hour I settle into a rhythm.
In one of the corners a swarm of flies appears. As I run through them I get a fly in the eye and all the discomfort that entails. |I then have to battle with the flies for the remaining laps.
2 hours in I am starting to struggle. I have the gel I have brought but then there is another issue. I need the toilet to empty my guts. I try to push on, but I realise the game is up. I am worn out and the toilet is a nice out.
I head back and complete a shorter than the the 3 hour intended run. The rest of the day I am absolutely worn out. I definitely was a good work out, just not as long as I need. I am hoping that this was a hangover from last weeks 20mile run and the tough week at work. When the big day comes I should be nicely rested and ready to go.
Last week was good, this week I was tired before I started.
When I get back my wife asks what is that on your head? I look in the mirror and there are a large number of squashed flies stuck to my sweaty forehead.
2"20:00 23.8km
Sunday, 11 March 2012
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