I have not been very faithful about posting for a bit now. I have been entirely full up of “life” on time, which I think is a great thing. I’m frankly amazed at myself that since the end of August and beginning of September, I’ve managed to go to Nigeria, interview for a new job (Fingers still crossed but not so hopeful there), keep my current job, train, compete in an enormous open water swim- where I met a wall of Jelly Fish and did not win anything, but stings. I was surprised yesterday thinking about how bizarre and interesting my own life is.
BUt I need to post a bit about yesterday.
On the plan was 9 times 800 repeats. I’ve done 8, but never in my life 9. The coach made a notation that “This is a tough workout”
I guess all the stings toughened me up a bit.
I walked into the gym yesterday and put on what I imagine to be my “Game face”
I think I looked like:
Probably more like:
I nailed every single one of the repeats. After months of piddling around with slower interval times and missed workouts, I just got on the stupid treadmill (Track is only open 8 odd hours a week now) and did them at the Yasso pace for a marathon in the time I want.
After the very last one, I sat on the edge of the mill and if there had been a few less people, I probably would have cried out loud….tired, happy…finished.
and boy am I exhausted. Actually slept in today….