Based on Dr. Google, I appear to be suffering from training burnout, overtraining, dehydration, lack of sleep, and onomotopeia. I may be lying with one of those. I may also be misspelling with one of those. And did you know that "misspelling" is one of the most commonly misspelled words? It's right up there with making people who lisp say "lisp."
The shoes must definitely go back. I found out in my run this morning that my arches still feel bruised. Oh well, either I'll end up with a better pair of shoes that are suited to me, or I'll be buying another pair of 769s. Works for me.
I do feel burnt out. I've realized that for the past couple of weeks I'm just not looking forward to my runs anymore. I'm also running around a minute slower per mile. It was the longest freakin' six miles this morning EVER.
I'm going to take tomorrow off from training. Unless I wake up just bursting with joie de vivre. Joie de tootsies. You get the idea. I wish I could take a mental health day from work as well, but sadly, no. I've already told Le Boss that I'm not working this weekend. I need to recharge. I actually thought about quitting marathon training this week. I'm not going to quit, but having that thought pop up in my head was definitely disturbing. Because I don't want to quit. But at that moment, it sounded like a really good idea. That's when I realized I am burnt out.
I'm off to return these shoes. And perhaps beat on a salesman.