Baby Steps.
Saturday: 20 miles @ 7-7:15
Sunday: AM:50 min, PM: 3 miles
Monday: 80 minutes @ 6:58-6:44 w/ 10*1 min hard @ 5:18, 1 min jog in btwn.
Saturday: 20 miles @ 7-7:15
Sunday: AM:50 min, PM: 3 miles
Monday: 80 minutes @ 6:58-6:44 w/ 10*1 min hard @ 5:18, 1 min jog in btwn.
This is sort of part 2 of what was already a very long post about development in track and field.
I think this is a funny gif as it represents the impression many in the track and field world have of our officials: curmudgeonly, picky, awkward.
I would love to blog about my awesome race last weekend in B’ham and how I finally got down under 1:19 in the half, but unfortunately then I would be lying.
When I was young, like 5 or 6, I used to follow my Dad around and into the woods year round to ‘help’ him work.
We ventured to Iten a few days ago on our own. I wanted to go because this is the place in Kenya to be if you are a competitive distance runner, in fact, it’s the competitive running mecca of the world.
The Quebec Athletics Federation has taken some great strides in the last year. The new president, Laurent Godbout, is a guy who is not afraid to say what he thinks, not afraid to go after sacred cows, and not worried about rocking the boat.
Today I sat on a fire-ant-hill. Or Safari Ants. I’m not sure what they are called exactly, but they were ants and they got all in my clothes and bit the hell out of me.
This week my running took a turn for the better. I’m finally starting to feel fresh and I had one of the best 4×2 mile session I’ve ever had.
I haven’t used a toilet for about 36 days.
I haven’t had a good coffee for about the same amount of time.
I’ve past the half-way point of my stay, in fact, that was a couple days ago.
The NHL has returned, and filled the P.K. Subban-shaped hole in Canadians’ Saturday nights. Waiting for hockey to return, I wondered whether some other, niche, sports like box lacrosse or women’s hockey, had pushed hard to take away professional hockey’s air time.
I raced yesterday in Eldoret again. We were on a different course though. Courses here are a lot different than courses in Quebec, or Canada.
This morning I found out Laban flew to Nairobi yesterday morning, which explains why no one has seen him for a few days.
This morning was Fartlek.
Yesterday morning we did hillwork, then rested all day, so today Fartlek was on the menu to open up the legs.
Every day I’m inspired.
I’m not sure if I’ve told this story before, in any case, it’s worth re-telling.