Training - Day 66

I've actually remembered to bring some bottled water to the gym - it's about time. Today was a quicker paced 6 miles which is just about the limit I can go to on a treadmill. I was a bit worried about my leg but within the first 2 minutes that wasn't going to be a problem, well, not compared to the pain in my left foot. It felt like I was running with a golf ball in my shoe and the more I limped away from the pain, the more the other side of me started to hurt as I over-compensated. So, I turned up the audio book and hoped for more deaths (not my own) to take my mind off it all. It did sort of work but I was looking at the distance monitor every few seconds so the miles seemed to be passing at a snail's pace. At 2, 3 and 4 miles I was ready to quit. Was it worth continuing if it might jeopardise Saturday's run? It was at 4 miles that a class of moody kids were led to the treadmills for part of their training only to find that there weren't enough treadmills for all of them and the ones due to miss out were clearly unhappy. That was all the spur I needed to stay for the final 2 miles. They won't learn how to take situations gracefully if I just got off at the time they wanted me to, would they? Cheered up no end after that and was genuinely pleased I got to the end