This morning I woke up to the sound of road work on my block, sore hamstrings, and the knowledge that I had to do long intervals, my very least favorite workout ever. So I kinda figured I was in for an interesting morning.
As it turns out though, interesting wasn’t actually the right word. It was more like terrible…You know you’re in for a bad time when your 10 minute warm up feels like a lot of work even though you’re barely moving. I even walked a little bit in hopes that would help, but it did not. I made it 1.2 miles before I started getting a tad bit dizzy, so I just stopped and walked home.
The road work didn’t really cause me any issues because I didn’t make it long enough for it to be a problem. So I suppose that’s a good thing.