Maybe it's just me. And maybe I didn't do as awful as I felt I did, but yesterday's 3 mile run felt like forever. My pace was 12:12, so I know that technically I wasn't that much slower. It just felt like I was running through tar. My breathing was labored, my legs felt heavy, and pretty much nothing about the run was fun.
The weather was gorgeous - about 55 degrees at 6pm, so I can't complain there - though I was a bit overdressed. I wore a technical shirt and my running jacket (I love having pockets!), and I could have done without the coat. As much as I love pockets, running with just the jacket would have been strange. And I imagine things that shouldn't - would chaffe.
I worked from home yesterday (MLK day - kids had off). I was very happy at how much I really did get accomplished, and aside from a one hour conference call, my calendar was clear. I was able to work on some major projects with very little interruption - better than I get when I actually go to the office. I was hoping to take a break and run during the day, but it just didn't work out.
I'm on the fence on if I'm happy today is a rest day. After yesterday's run, I'm not too amped to lace up, but I'm anticipating an ugly meeting from 3-5, and may feel the need to pound pavement so I can avoid pounding heads. Guess we'll see how the rest of the day goes!