A pinch of salt

I’ll take today’s race with a pinch of salt.

Bittersweet in that it was good to race Delhi, but my timing was way off. Perhaps to be expected after this crazy week at work but it was even more off than I imagined.

Especially – because I felt quite good – I didn’t look at my watch – but thought I was going faster than what my pace revealed when I did look at it at the seventeenth kilometre. Eternally optimistic.

I’ll take it on my chin.