On Saturday I sailed through 20 miles. Relatively speaking that is. 20 miles is never easy but I've done them before and compared to those I've in the past and to some 15 and 18 milers I've done I sailed through this one.
Today? Not so much. I went out for 5 miles. I decided to leave the watch and gymboss home. I did wear my Road ID because I never leave home for a run, walk or bike without it. I planned a route I knew the mileage on. A mile into it ----- Pffftttt. I was done. I walked a bit. I loosened my shoes because they felt tight. Tried again. Nothing. I had not umph or desire. I ended up taking a 40 minute walk. Ugh!
I figured I'd go home stretch maybe try to do some yoga poses. I'm a mess. It's gigantic effort to do anything. Unfortunately this is affecting my mood in a major way.