This morning, I burst out the door, immediately attaining a good, solid pace that would carry me throughout today's long run. Things went so well that I managed to run even farther than planned. It was a great day for running, and I'm rightly proud of myself.
Nothing in that previous paragraph is even remotely true. I had planned on a long run, but I started so slowly - just walking pace - that things went south right away. It's a miracle that I got as many as eleven miles in this day.
Let's hope I can get back in the saddle again soon. I don't like having to lie.
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