I should have called in sick today. I was up all night working with people in Asia and Europe also had a 6:00 AM call with folks on the east coast. I didn't get much sleep and I did not feel like running. I missed my normal run time and had to wait until 8:00 AM before I could get out and do it.
My mind was not in the game, at least not completely. I knew I needed to go, but most of my body and mind said to blow it off. I am stubborn and so I kicked it in gear and took off running. I was able to control myself until I hit mile 7.5. Then I just wanted to quit running and so I did. I did something that I never do and that is stop while I was running down hill. I had just run nearly 4 miles up hill, I made it to the top and then I became mentally fatigued and I stopped.
The funny thing is, I felt fine physically and I also felt like my nutritional needs were also in check. My mind just didn't want to run anymore. No matter how hard I tried, I was never able to get going again. I would run for about 150 yards and then I was done.
This meant that I ended up walking 7.5 miles home. I kept looking at the cars that were driving by and hoping somebody I know would be in one of them. Of course, no one passed by and no one stopped to help me.
I don't know what the problem was today, but the "force" just wasn't with me. I was mentally exhausted and I could not re-focus. I am satisfied that I kept going and I was able to walk home, but this kind of problem is no fun. I was out in the sun for nearly 3 and a half hours and my back side is a little baked.
I guess there is only one thing to do. Go back out and run again on Wednesday.
See you on the road!
Andrew
