Two weeks ago I met the Bird at the track to work on speed.
As I was waiting for her I jogged a few warm up laps and bam it hit me.
A complete deja vu.
I suddenly remember getting in my lane, getting lined up in my block and looking up and sun would be perfectly in line with the hurdles.
I so had a moment.
I also had a strong urge to do a toe touch but luckily the Bird showed up right before I attempted one.
Of course I was to shy to do it in front of her!
I cant fathom how low it would be.
I mean a low touch at any age is just un acceptable.
HA.
Really, I'm glad she came when she did because who knows what a toe touch would have done to my (almost) 30 year old body.
Enough with the reminiscing. We did 2x200, 2x300, 2x400. Wow, that's all I have to say.
The first 200 was hard. I felt my heart wanting to burst out of my chest and then the deja vu happened again.
I felt my stride change, I could feel my arms pumping.
I could feel the anticipation of waiting for my teammate to hand off the baton.
Everything I do wrong running, felt right.
Even though the workout kicked my ass I had the best high ever.
I wanted to keep going.
I forgot how much I loved to run short, fast distances!
After our run I couldn't go to sleep.
I was giddy.
I had so much energy.
It was wonderful.
So wonderful that I think I'm going to make it part of my weekly routine.
I really started thinking what if I didn't quit track after my sophomore year.
What if I actually trained and was trained.
I wonder what would have happened.
Where I would be.
What all I would have accomplished.
I think an old passion might have been awaken...
Did you run in high school?
Did you keep up with it after you graduated?
What did you run?
