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Time Trial

So yesterday was my second run with my new running group. Tuesdays are track days and we have the option for meeting up with the group to do a track workout at Memorial Park at 6:30pm. E and I figured we would give it a try to at least see what it was all about.

Now, they tell you to warm up beforehand with a one or two mile jog. No problem. Then the coach shows up and says ok, it's time to warm up. Ah, what? Didn't we just do that? And he leads us over to a field to do drills! Ugh. You still want me to run after this? I'm not in college anymore, this isn't track practice.

So after the usual high knees, butt kicks, etc it's time for the work out.

This is when he gets us. New people have to do a time trial to decide what group we will be in. Everyone else will be doing 4x300, 800, 4x300. We have to do a one mile time trial. What do you mean you want me to race? I need some kind of warning for this.

So he gets the other groups started and now it's our turn. Four laps. Ready? Go. E and I start out pretty slow, but knowing it's a time trial I just can't help myself and when a girl in a Texas flag running skirt passes me, I know I have to just go. So I push off and leave E. Three laps to go. Two laps to go. I have the biggest stitch in my side but there are so many people out here that I just can't stop. One lap to go. I have no idea where E is, but what if she's coming up on me? I can't let anyone pass me. The final 100m. And now I'm done.

I make it out like I just ran a hell of a time trial, but in reality I have just run a 9:00 minute mile. How in the hell did I ever run a half marathon at that pace just last year? Apparently I have taken too long of a break from running. And it's probably going to hurt getting back into shape.


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