Can I??

Wednesday's 14 mile run turned into a 12 mile trip of discomfort, weakness, and lack of energy.  I started out tired and decided to do 8 miles.  Knowing little brother, coach Jeff, would see it, I managed to get to mile 10 when my ego kicked in and shouted that I should go 2 more.  At 12 I was done.  "Sometimes it just isn't there. Don't worry." was Jeff's comment.  I am worried.  Can I really do this?!

So today's run was only 6 easy slow miles.  It was going fine until this creature decided to cross the path in front of me.  Scared me!