I discovered something yesterday. Hills are WAY harder when there's snow on the ground. My body humbled me a little bit and taught me a lesson yesterday. My times up the hill were in the 14:00-15:00 minute mile pace range...and I was putting everything I had into it...and then some.
I realized once I'd finished that as great as I'd felt doing the hills I was probably going to need to dial it back in the coming weeks. I'm tired a lot lately and I'm starting to resent my running club so it might be bet to take a step back.
It definitely pick on me week though at my run club. This time it was someone I respected. If I come home from run club feeling like shit why would I go? I can run by myself, during the day when its sunny and warm and I can feel happy about what I'm doing.
I know my body and I listen to it.
Running has become no longer fun. Perhaps it's time I look at running solo for a while.
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