Picking up from where Saturday left off, my run on Sunday was pretty easygoing. I decided to completely ignore the time and just enjoy the run.
It was definitely the right call too because I gassed out towards the end for some reason (probably cause I skipped dinner on Saturday).
I sometimes ask myself why I put my body through this sometimes. No doubt there are innumerable benefits attached to doing so, but it definitely isn't the easiest hobby to have.
Luckily every time I do ask an answer does find itself in some pretty intense and meaningful runs.