Flowing thousands
I guess some days you just end up in the zone.
Like Tuesday, I arrived a little bit early to get a jump-start on the warm-up. I ran about a mile and a half before I met the group. Then we all headed over to AHS for the real workout. I knew Gilbert was going to push me today on the 1000s, and I was ready to go for it. My mind is a jumbled mess right now, and I knew this would be a good escape.
I took off with my usual group and jumped out in front. I was surprised at how easy it felt. It was like I was just gliding forward and my feet weren’t even touching the ground. I finished that interval and Gilbert said that was too slow so I would have to speed up. So I ran faster after that, and it still felt effortless. I could tell that I was very smooth and totally in control. I just picked it up a little bit on each one, and then Gilbert told me to run even faster on the last one. I knew I had some more energy left, and I used it. I felt like I was flying on that last one, and I still felt graceful and totally in control. Gilbert even yelled out “good form” as I passed where he was standing. That’s not something I hear every day, but maybe I should start. I felt like doing some more laps, but that was it for today. My times were: 3:47, 3:39, 3:37, 3:34, 3:34, 3:24. That’s by far the fastest set of those I’ve ever done, and that last interval was off the charts compared to what I’ve done before.
I enjoyed the cool-down trip back to RunTex, did a few stretches, and left feeling really good.