On Memorial Day warm enough to run in a tank top, there were a few races far and near going on. I was not a participant in any of them. Instead, I raced unexpectedly against me, myself, and I. The intended workout was supposed to be an easy six miles using the four minute run/one minute walk method. What it ended up being was an hour run comprising of a ten minute warm up, followed by 8 x four minutes hard pace with one minute recovery jog, and ten minutes cool down to finish it off. The first two intervals felt smooth and bouncy, but the last six were a knockdown, drag out fight between me against gravity, wind resistance, and the limits that God gave my body. The left thigh pain I developed the previous day from using very heavy gears on the stationary bike was not even an issue. What mattered most was trying to maintain form while running as hard as I can for four minutes without making my ankle tendons suffer the consequences of the pounding. For four minutes at a time, it was me racing against the road ahead of me. On this day when I found it difficult to get going, that I didn't start my run until almost 9 A.M., just by getting out there and putting one foot in front of the other, I already won the race.
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3 comments:
Your posts are so inspirational, Noel. I love the idea of running a race, against oneself. :-)
Hope you don't mind if I write about it myself. It's a very interesting concept.
Thanks Sophie :) Were you able to safely crawl out of the pubs to pick up Jeremy?
Yes, I didn't drink. I had 2 jello shots and a diet coke. I'm not much of a drinker anyway, I act pretty silly when I'm sober, so just imagine me with a few drinks, ahah! Although I do love wine...
I hope you had a fabulous weekend, Noel!
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