Still at the tail end of a chest cold and having just taken a planned 7-day break, I was not expecting too much from this race. I probably should have just jogged around as planned, but tried a tempo effort instead.


This is shaping up to be my worst ever slump. I've already reduced mileage and speedwork over the last couple of months, but (so far) to no avail. I managed to maintain reasonable form in most of the MWL races, but I've been on a downward trend since early May. Both my form and motivation seem to be in free-fall.
Postcript: the positive view is that the only way is up from here-on-in and the fresh (still warm) bread pudding was great - thanks Trent Park Runners!
Oh no! Please don't be miserable!
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