Huge stinky monkey chunks with bits of ham.
I know it doesn't make sense, but neither does running sometimes. That is my point!
Today I headed out at lunch for a 5.25 mile run. Ended up being a 4.33 run. My legs just weren't in the mood. There was no amount of sweet talking that was going to put them in the mood.
Sunday is my first ever 7.5 mile run. Hopefully there will be no sign of monkey chunks.