I was supposed to be resting today. Taking it easy a couple of days before a race. But how could I resist when the sky looked like this this morning:
I promised myself an easy, slow run. Instead I somehow managed to run in my "fast" pace (you know, the one that could only get slower if I were running in a puddle of syrup). Great way to rest before a race, don't you think?
That will teach me to run when I shouldn't (though it probably won't). Tired legs. Laboured breathing. Little aches and pains all over my body. Bad posture and technique. And the obligatory pre-race paranoia: am I about to get a cold? Why did I sneeze? And doesn't my throat feel a bit hoarse?
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