Around mile three I was already feeling famished and weak. What the heck was my problem?! I just ran 26 miles two weeks ago?! I took a few Sports Beans and figured I'd at least try to get six miles in. I got to mile six and decided I would do another three and finish at nine. When I got to nine, I decided to head home and finish out at ten. As I headed home (about 1/4 mile from home) I realized that I still had something in me and headed back out for two more miles. I ended up doing all twelve miles that I initially had on my agenda. I felt accomplished and happy that I did. I don't think I would've been too happy if I would've cut the run short.
What the heck is it with the mind games we play with ourselves during long runs?!