LOS FELIZ -- Every decision made since the 7 on Wednesday has been the wrong one. We'll just leave it at that.
Friday was scratched for the Angels/Yankees tix and I kept putting this one off...much to my detriment. But by the grace of God, I was able to haul myself out of a rather sad funk and get out for a quick loop.
This was the first bad run that wouldn't look bad by the watch time...actually it was pretty quick. I was deep in the low 8s for a good part of it and scurrying up and down every hill along the way. But it just felt bad. My mental performance was pathetic. But I earned that so you just have to live with it.
The only thing keeping this from being below average was a surprising jolt of positive boost up Commonwealth to the finish. That last half mile was the hardest on the body, but the best in the mind. Good stuff. Very good, actually. Finished very strong and very solid. Good thing.
Diet. Foundation. Focus. They all freakin' count, you dope.
Fun Runs, Bun Runs, Dun Runs
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