I have run 100’s of miles over the years and should see this when it is coming.
A bad run.
Sure they cannot all be good but when you have a bad one something happens.
Doubt creeps in and you become your worst enemy.
You fight it as long as you can.
Sometimes you win.
Sometimes you lose.
Yesterday I lost to the evil thoughts that seemed to take me over.
I ran some more.
And then I walked.
I am a runner yet I allowed myself to be consumed by these feelings.
So the 7 miles was by far a horrible run.
It is now behind me.
My weight workout was less than efficient.
It too is now behind me.
Today is a new day.
Another 7 miles.