Notes
7.5 hours sleep, V8 banana breakfast. Supposed to be a tempo run. Felt weak and sleepy from the get-go - no energy and just wanted to crawl up into a ball at every bench and go to sleep. Gave up a half mile into the speed part. Then the storm clouds appeared, and lighting and thunder began crashing all around, and then it began to pour. Maybe something primal in me knew about the impending weather and had me bail early on the tempo run?