The Sense of Fatigue

Yesterday I went for a run and I struggled. The distance was four point five kilometres so it was short. I suspect that it’s running straight after lunch that made me find the run hard.

Last night I felt fine. I felt like cycling today, and I hesitated between the group ride and going for an Ingress First Saturday event in Geneva. Now I find that neither motivated me this morning. I woke feeling tired.

I don’t know whether it’s for atmospheric reasons, given that the barometer is going down ahead of rain, or because of pollen as my immune system fights the pollen from two types of trees. I suspect that the barometer and pollen are playing a role.

I also suspect that the weather today, and the thought of a strenuous bike ride also contribute. I enjoy cycling but I like to be on top form. As I flit between sports I am not as strong a cyclist as some of them.

I also suspect that I have little to no desire to go to Geneva. Ever. That also weighed on me this morning. My desire to go to Geneva was killed by their desire to discourage cars. I also don’t want to go to a population centre when I hear coughing, and people don’t mask, or at the very least, use their sleeves to absorb some of the spray.

And Finally

Yesterday’s run was affected by running too soon after eating but today’s is due to the slight decline in sunlight, and the huge amount of pollen in the air. And finally, if the weather was good and I felt full of energy I’d cycle to Geneva, participate in the event, and then cycle home. It’s because I feel fatigued today that I question whether to participate. The joke of going to Geneva and back is 10 CHF.

It feels like a waste given that I don’t feel one hundred percent.