Mental Walk

This morning the temperature wasn't horrible, and the breeze from the south was decent enough. I went 6 miles in total, but walked the last two. And it wasn't because I couldn't run, but my brain just decided I was done and a walk would be nice. It was a draining week at work and I think at mile four my brain said let's just stop running and relax. I kept considering that I should start up again, but for whatever reason I never did. Kind of weird, but in hindsight kind of good. I'm not going to beat myself up for walking instead of running on a hot day after a long week.