The joke's on me. Now that I'm sitting at the computer planning next week's training, I see that the 10-miler is two weeks away, on the 18th of September. So, really, I should lace up and run another 8 or 9 km, and get in the over-distance that will make the race easier and more fun.
Maybe I will, later. I'm already well-fed after breakfast and enjoying another cup of coffee. My clothes are damp and I'm cold. And did I mention already that it has started to rain? I think I'll wait a little while for my motivation to return.
The other reason I ought to go out again is that I ran the first five this morning with a friend who is learning to run. She had some leg pain leftover from her first run last week, so we walked often and ran at a much slower pace that I usually use for "long slow distance." I thoroughly enjoyed her company. And I ran the second five on the beach with the dog. So I'm feeling the need to stretch my legs out a bit at a faster pace. Maybe later this afternoon.