Crappy 4 miler the other day.
Right before I decided to switch to the Half Marathon training program, I went out for a lunch time run with Versache. He was doing 6 miles, and I thought I would tag along and if I felt good do the whole 6. No dice. I am having problems (possibly just in my head) when the sun is beating down on me and there is no shade for miles at a time. When we came around to the last .25 mile of 4 miles, it was all up hill and there had been no break in the sun. When we hit 4 miles I dropped out and handed him my garmin so he could finish his 6.
That sucked, and the only reason I let myself quit was that the schedule only called for a 3 miler, so I was already a mile over. Bleh.
Tonight is a 3.5 miler and strength. Thursdays have been my killer days where I really put the hammer down and burn up the calories. Tonight is going to blow. I had almost no sleep last night, and I am feeling it now…badly. There is no way I am missing this workout…let this be a lesson to me.