Are shit runs good?

Just completed another run with ZY.

Our run was abruptly cut short today as she had to meet a friend. Truth be told, thank goodness! Those Pepperidge Farm biscuits that I greedily bought after lunch took its toll right from the start. Didn't help that I wasn't feeling well this morning either. The moment we started running, my breath started getting heavier and heavier. Embarrassed, I tried to control my breathing better but I think that just made it worse as my lungs gasp for oxygen. What also didn't help was that we were running what was a new route to me, running through parts of Botanical Gardens that I've never been before. The small little slopes that peppered the route meant that I could not settle down into a decent rhythm and by the halfway mark, I was really struggling.

15 minutes later, the pain was over. I was a tad bit disappointed as I thought I could perserve on a little more, perhaps blowing my lungs out in the process. So upon returning to the gym, I took to the treadmill and that was certainly much better. Did another 15 minutes on there to eek out a nice 30 minute - 4km run. Cooled down, showered and am now back in the library, legs still burning and knowing full well that I'll pay for it tomorrow.

I'm always slightly at a loss after such runs. Should I be disappointed with myself because the run was just utterly rubbish or should I give myself a pat on the back for powering through nonetheless? That's of course only until the endorphins kick in and now, 4kms later, I'm feeling good and feeling like I've burnt off all those biscuits.

After these series of assignments are over, I'll have to find the time and properly eek out a good 12km run, just to up the mileage a little. Now its back to studying.