Some days you just don't have it.
This week I was travelling for work, and knew my schedule would be whacky because the project was a DR test, which involves late nights, shifts, troubleshooting and all kinds of other stuff that make a regular schedule impossible.
It wasn't until Wednesday that I had some downtime where I could do anything other than rest up. So when that afternoon came and I was presented with a few hours of time to kill, I went for a run because I wanted to get a midweek run in.
I knew pretty much right off it was going to probably be a bit tougher than usual. First, I wasn't as properly hydrated as I normally am. Second, it was 3 in the afternoon and it was hot and rather sticky out (for someone from the NE US, anyway). Third, I had just eaten lunch. Fourth, I didn't have any water bottles to bring with me. Lastly, this was new terrain as I was not home.
Mostly due to the heat and lack of water issue, I decided to shoot for about only 6 miles, as opposed to my typical 9-10 I do during the week. Things started out ok, but by the end of the first mile I could tell it was probably going to be a rough trip as my HR was elevated for the pace I was doing. I decided this wasn't going to be a tempo or threshold run - just an LSD pace run for several miles. By mile 4, I was constantly looking at my watch to see how far I had come along, and to try and determine how much farther I had to go, because I just wasn't feeling the run this time around. Some runs I go out and I'm feeling good and motivated with a springy step - this was a run that was certainly more of a chore than enjoyable. But these things happen.
When I got back to the hotel and was loading my tracking data, I looked at the weather and it was 88 with a heat index in high 90's. That could certainly explain it.
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