The training schedule that Coach and I have agreed to is much lighter on mileage than my last collaborative effort with him. He’s flexible that way. The drawback, however, is that there is no room for “junk miles.” I was a little nervous about the target times for Tuesday’s 800 meter repeats. I hoped my knee would behave. I also hoped that everything else would fall in line as well.
YaYa and I stopped at home only briefly to change and gather a few items before heading to the track. Darkness was already taking over the sky. I hoped the track we were heading to would have adequate lighting. We arrived to find it full of people.
I took the 3rd lane and began my warm up mile. I was glad when my breathing finally settled down as it was already time to begin my first of four 800 meter intervals. This was that most difficult of the four. My stride felt awkward and my mind was distracted. I tried to focus on form as I rounded the track a second time. I was happy when the interval was finished. The air was cool. I walked a bit and let my breathing ease. Then, it was time for another interval. Rest. Repeat.
After it was all done, I examined my times and was very encouraged. I realize that it is just the beginning, and that the workout was pretty light with only 4 × 800s. Still…I nailed it.
Yes. I did!
And that made me feel like I could do anything.
Maybe… Even… BQ.