I had a 15-16 miler slated for today, but I ended up being short on time. I decided a quick run of 8 miles would be a worthy replacement. However, I am an idiot and started way too fast. I ended up giving up on the fast part of the run at about 6.75 miles in and ran the last 1.3ish at a cool down pace.
The first 6 miles I ran at a pace of around 7:17/mile, but I have no fuel in me and I was in the middle of a 3/4 mile climb shortly thereafter. I stopped at 6.74 miles. The last .74 miles were at around 8 minute pace and I was just annoyed. Consequently, I pulled the plug and jogged in the rest of the way as a cool down.
I was due for a bad day. In the end, I still got in some quick miles, and 8 total. Tomorrow, weather depending, I will get in some more and still be on track for crushing February. It isn't always easy. If it were, what fun would it be?