There are some days you wished they never happened, and weeks you wished never existed. This is one of those. Bad run day #2. In a week of 2 runs, that's a 100% hit-rate. Over-fed, under-ran. I'm feeling fat, lazy, unmotivated and useless. Times like this really throws one into self-doubt, and sends confidence spiralling down. Bummer.....
I went straight home like a whimpered kitty, dejected. Curled up on the dining chair, I munched on my mum's home-baked lasagne rice, seeking solace in the solitude. Comforting.
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