I believe that I have an anchor tied to my shorts

Well, now that is over I can say that is the first run in a long time that I not only didn't enjoy but couldn't wait till it was over. The problem I think is all in my head. I think too much. The weather was perfect, 9C and still, just as it got dark. I am a little tired but that too is only my perception as I have been far more tired and done twice as much. So as I started out on my little easy run, I felt like I was dragging a ton behind me. I tried to shake it off and focus on what I was trying to accomplish but it didn't get any better. Around 3k, I was thinking why I was out here doing this. The run was completely filled with negativity and second guessing. I suppose that was the weight I was pulling along. I kept going at my prescribed pace trying to ignore the constant nagging of how could I be doing this and why, till I finished the distance. Strangely enough the voice stopped when I stopped. No backlash, no congratulations either. Wonder what it would have said if I had stopped before I was actually finished? I won't give it the chance to find out. 32:18 ~ 6km, 5:17 km pace. Nice and easy, regardless of the commentary. Peaceful running friends.