the other night i couldn't sleep, this isn't new as of late, but it is the first time i was up the entire night. so i spent the extra 8 hours reading race reports for IMSG. after about the fifth one i realized i'm going to need to stop running flats, period. no more casual runs along the strand or the treadmill incline remaining frozen at 0.00. its now or never.
first stop, spin class. coincidentally the only class offered that day was an advanced spin. i hopped on the bike and prepared myself for a rough ride, one hour later i was feeling pretty confident, wasn't so bad after all. the following night was a different story, what a difference an instructor makes. that's the first time i've ever dropped the f bomb, smiling, while sprinting up an imaginary hill.
and today was hill day. lucky (or unlucky) for me, 19th street defines it. and that is where the devil lives. he sits right at the top of the hill and smiles down at me for each and every rep.
got me wondering if he'll be in st. george?
just in case, i'll practice my laugh, since i'll be getting the last one.
One Step Forward, Two Steps Back
6 years ago
Kudos on taking the bull by the horns. You're in a great spot for all the hill training... and it's wise to get as much info as you can. I keep reading that is one mutha of a race....
ReplyDeleteAnd to know you STILL plan to face it head on - amazing. As you're on the hills, practice those smiles and laughs! You'll be impressed how far they can get you - AND how much the SPECTATORS will LOVE YOU for it!! They love those who look happy....
Go get em!