Start Again

I ran a half marathon this Sunday past.  It was my third.  I recorded a PR.  That’s Personal Record for you civilians.  The course was hillier than I anticipated, but I was largely undaunted.  I struggled a bit with the final two miles, which included the dreaded “Hospital Hill”.

I haven’t run at all this week.  In part to rest and in part out of fear that I can’t run anymore.  Strange.

This morning, a day off work, I feel good – legs feel rested and recovered.  And yet, I kind of dread lacing up and heading out for a run.

Why?  I have no idea.

It’s going to be a beautiful day for a run…



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