Mum has lent me her bike long term. I've got nowhere to put it so it's living in the bedroom at the moment. I'd gone to go out for a run twice this morning- it was fresh, great running weather and I'd gone out early enough- ipod not charged, back to the house. Then went out one more time and was just too mentally drained to even start once I got to my usual start point. I'd set a 25 km goal but even the first time I went out, I was slashing kms off that. Not the right mental position for a long run. So for the second time that morning I returned home. Got Mum to bring the bike over. After last week being so knackered on my only day off after 25 kms, I was doing all the wrong things mentally to achieve a successful long run.
Did shopping, housework, had a sleep and then at 3:30 pm went out to turn the legs over. I didn't want to do nothing, that makes me feel more guilty for not going out this morning. So thought, I'll try for 10-12 kms- ended up at the brewery- that's 10 kms from my house which means to get back is a 20 km round trip. Loved it. The track to the brewery has quite a few small hills and is a relatively undulating course.
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