Is this month over yet? Happy new folks. I can tell you right now that my first two weeks of 2013 in terms of running have been utterly, utterly crap. I started off all hopeful, positive and full of the new year zeal. I went out for my first run on 3rd January - crap. Heavy legs, heavy lungs and an even heavier sense of failure. My only consolation at the end of that run was that with the first one of the year being that bad things could only get better... right?
Wrong. It seems I started 2013 with a second indication that I am a runner - I lost all motivation to run. Every run I went on during the first 10 days of the year was worse than the one before. It did not matter whether I was looking forward to the run or I had dragged myself out despite my better intention. Every run was heavy on my legs and lungs, mind and motivation. I thought perhaps I could leave the funk in London but no even when back in Atlanta those early January days were tough.
