I was out for around an hour running and walking and plodding and working myself into a frenzy for just shy of 6 miles. I started out with the sun in my eyes, then when I found shade it would often blindingly let the sun back onto my eyes, then I was hit with inertia and started to worry about the world, his brother and his work, and then I was passed by several other runners.
All in all it wasn't a happy time and it made me a grumpy old moody grump for the rest of the day.
I've now put it down to experience and forgetting about it. Note I've not quite forgotten yet. But I got an email from a fellow Barnardo's runner last night answering a few of my tapering worries and after I received that the world seemed a brighter day. He's tapering with only a few short steady runs and eating lots of carbs. He didn't do anything like 10 miles this weekend and will only be doing a 4 miler mid week. So I'm only doing 3.
Things go up and down very quickly with my marathon moods.
I'm not sure if this week is going to be the longest or shortest ever. Probably a bit of both.
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