Had to work hard all day, couldn't get out at lunch. Eventually got to 7pm, by which time a massive storm had rolled in. Asked myself whether it was worth trying to run 2 hours now? Told myself that's what losers say. So headed out for the usual lap of Centennial before running home. Felt really good until Spit Junction (20km) then gradually started to struggle before feeling absolutely crap when I got home.
It was hilly, I think I was going quite quick to start with, I've had a dodgy tum since Phuket, but no idea why I bonked so badly really.
Still, 28km in the bag.
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