Last night I set out for 10 miles on the treadmill. This is nothing new. I do this all the time. My schedule was very messed up yesterday which pushed my run out by almost 5 hours but I didn’t think that would matter.
My run was great. I felt like crap. My legs were like lead. I cut it short. It was great only because I finally won the mental battle of letting a workout go. Last night just wasn’t the night for a good run. Had I continued I probably would have ruined the next few days of running. Now I have a better chance of a good run today.
Running by feel requires honesty. Last night I was (finally) honest.