I went for a 10 miler this morning. i haven’t run this far in ages and now i remember why. the elevation gain ie: a massive fucking hill in the first 4 miles didn’t help matters. It kind of levels out at 5 miles but by this time my legs were fatigued and i was feeling a bit rough. I saw a mate of mine at about the 7 mile point and his enthusiastic encouragement saved the day. With my spirits lifted i managed to fight through the last few miles. I need to train harder in the week and do my longer runs on flatter courses. Lesson learnt.