I’m definitely glad I opted to do ten miles instead of sixteen this weekend. My body wouldn’t have made it through a full sixteen mile run. Ten was tough enough. I blame this on three high stress days at work where I was racing around the building wearing heels.
I know, I know, high heels are bad for me. But I really really like them. I don’t wear them often, and even when I do, I’m typically at my desk all day so it’s not that big of a deal. And they dress up an otherwise casual outfit for a big day at work.
Honestly though, even in flats, for all the running around I was doing and having to be “on” for so many hours, I probably would have been exhausted anyway. So it was good to take a step back in the training.
Of course, I now have no idea what will happen with Sunday’s race. I’m still hoping for a strong race. Maybe not a PR, but if I just finish strong and feel like I ran a good race, I will be happy. Last half of the year!