I so didn’t want to run today. And if I was going to run, I certainly didn’t want to do an all out 10km tempo session. I began to craft some excuses:
- I need to revise for tomorrow’s exam
- If I miss today’s tempo session, I can go to the club speed session tomorrow
- I ought to tend to my sick husband*
But then a courier dressed in a giant bunny suit arrived with a delivery of mojo from @paulkdesigner**, and I decided to save my excuses for another time.
*He was sick. He is now well. There was no tending. But I didn’t have to tell you that.