Gone With The Wind

What is it with the wind?  I think I've said this before but I'll say it again... how is it possible that on my way out along the canal the wind was blowing against me but then when I turned round and headed back it was STILL against me???  I think it's a conspiracy!

Anyway, I don't think I can in any way blame the wind for my poor performance today.  I had set out  to do 8.5 miles 'fast' (8.12 to 8.43 pace) but as soon as I set off my legs were like lead.  Just over half a mile in, I bumped into Ed and Hazel, who were running the Adlington Loop. I stopped and had a natter for five minutes and mentioned how tired I was feeling and Hazel said the first mile is always the worst, which I agreed with and felt sure I would run it off.

I didn't.

I was so bad that about four miles in I stopped to take a photograph.

It got worse, I gave up altogether after about six and a quarter miles.  I just had nothing and felt there was no point in carrying on as I was struggling to even keep a good form.

I felt really bad at first that I had failed in one of my training sessions but I then pulled myself together and told myself that it's only one blip on my otherwise excellent training over the last few months and, to quote Scarlet O'Hara...

"After all, tomorrow is another day!"


Total distance - 6.25 miles