I live on a dead-end street. Sometimes I don’t know whether I’ll turn left or right when I get there. Left is a bit hilly, albeit only slight hills, and right is pretty flat.

Today I went left. It proved a mistake. I am struggling and the added effort of the hills put me into a condition from which I couldn’t recover. I stopped at about 7 minutes into a planned 16 minute run but at least started up again to get to 10:41.

So frustrating.