My latest run (3k according to Hal) was fairly uneventful, but I seem to have created my very own syndrome. I’m going to call it halfway-itis.
Halfway-itis strikes, surprisingly, at the halfway point of a run. I’m cruising along just fine, keeping a fairly steady pace; then the lovely, well-spoken lady on the Runkeeper app tells me I am halfway. The second I hear it, my legs get heavy and I just want tooooo gooooooooo hooooooome.
So this run, I decided to make a real effort to keep my pace the same:
Here’s the other details:
I’m off to do 5.5kms this morning, wish me luck?