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I had a crappy run

and I need to talk about it.


I know we all have bad runs and blah blah blah, but this was a mental breakdown, not a physical breakdown.  In all honesty, my body feels better than it has in months.  My iffy ITB and hip flexor are pretty much 95%.  My old stress fracture foot feels fine.  

I set out for 6 miles, admittedly too late in the morning.  It was hot, just like it should be on the last Friday of August in Memphis.  And I just couldn't shake the heat.  I had my CamelBak but I just couldn't get out of my head.  

I barely made it past a mile when I convinced myself I needed to walk.  WTF?  I'm training to run a MARATHON.  Am I an idiot?  What was I thinking?  

All things I couldn't get out of my brain.  

So I stopped.  I made it 2 f*cking miles and I stopped.  And the crazy thing is that at the time, I didn't even feel bad.  I just chalked it up to being too hot.  It truly was hot.  But I was weak and I let my brain convince me I didn't need to run those other 4 miles.

I came home and realized that I am stronger than this.  Maybe I'm not physically strong like some runners, but my heart and desire are strong.  I registered for this marathon because I believed in MYSELF.  I trashed those weak thoughts and challenged myself to finish the run.  

So, I'm going to go out later and finish this.  I don't care if I'm running super slow miles.  I'm just going to get my 6 miles for the day under my belt.  Sounds silly but...

I don't know how to give up.

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