You’d think I’d learn.
I should probably go back to bed, but instead I’m sorting through my photos from last week’s run.
I can’t say I enjoyed myself, although the scenery was nice. Long runs I can do, hills I can do, but both together means too much walking for me. Still, it felt empowering to get so far away from home just using my legs.
Today I’ve planned 20 miles. Flatter than last week, at least. I wanted an early start, but a late night, a fox barking right outside my window at 4am, and my watch battery have foiled that plan. I’m tired, I ache, and quite frankly I’d rather be at work.
But I have to face the reality. This is probably how I’m going to feel on race day, so a bit of practice is no bad thing.