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This wasn't one of my good mornings, so instead of doing the planned 3 mile tempo run on roads, I did it on the treadmill.

It was a decent run.  I'm still sort of flat and my tempo pace this morning my old half marathon pace, but it felt like a decent effort.  I didn't warm up (I know, I know, but bad morning = get right to it), but after about four minutes, I felt the surge of endorphins.  This was sooner and sharper than usual, and thus quite encouraging. Things lightened, I fell into the robot groove, and I knew that I wouldn't have to talk myself through too much.  I just had to prolong medium discomfort, and not for too long.