I don't much care for 5:30 ante meridiem. It sucks. In fact, I don't much care for ante meridiem at all.
But I want to. And I want to have blissfully glorious mornings full of healthy activities such as running that I will again adore and look forward to doing. But this didn't happen today.
One mile in, I had to head back home for an emergency pit stop. Whomever thought putting runners in spandex was a good idea was a damned idiot, amiright?!
I headed back out, thinking I'd now do the 6 miles I'd decided on. I can do 6 miles in one stretch, no walking. I can, I swear.
Granted it was slow, and it was over a month ago. But still.
Today's miles were rough, I was dragging ass. The mileage was enough. It was 74° when I got home.
So tomorrow, is the 6 miles I had planned for today.
I can't wait for winter.