It was beautiful weather today. I went out for just a solid mileage day. I did an 8 mile run. My right foot was hurting the first two miles, but that went away. I had to stop at halfway to tie my shoes. I can't remember the last time I had to do that. My right IT band was a little tight the last few miles coming back. It was a good day to just be out running. After I did 4x200's at 1600 pace. I still struggled to run faster than 35s. I think I need to break my body from that pace. I did hit 30 on the last one though. Hurdle drills, stretching, and abs after.
I overheard Rob talking to "The Prodigal Son" after practice today.. He was saying eventually sub 2 in the 800, but soon sub 10 in the 3200. He said he was going to work with him and help him. I will not lie, this pissed me off. He's never offered to help me like that. Just because he is a manchild and already broke 5 as a freshman? It shouldn't make me mad, but it's frustrating how much work I put in and he doesn't seem to want to help. I would have liked to have Tom, Landon, and Parker there today.
I've always loved this picture/quote since Coach Buhrley put it on our bibles freshman year. I feel like it's really starting to describe me.
When exaustion gets tired. When agony doubles over in pain. When defeat waves a white flag. I will still be out there. Running. I am what I am.