Cold
Monday was cold and hard. I had two long runs over the weekend, longer than I would have usually done since I was feeling good, why not, but then there was a moment on Sunday when all the optimism drained away and I knew I had gone too far.
So this Monday I was just dragging myself through it. The wind was blasting, the cold going straight through my sweatshirt to my forearms. The sun looked like it was behind fogged-up glass. I saw a guy on a skateboard wearing green ski goggles and a baby on the back seat of a bike wearing a big, pink helmet. By the time I got close to my place, I was walking, since the area was so full of people going to work it would have been impossible to run.
Time: ~39.5 minutes
Rating: 3/5