5:00 AM...mile repeats, really?
Man it's cold. C'mon body, wake up. Crap. I gotta take a crap. Maybe I should turn around and go back home and take care of business. Nah, I think I can hold it. Suck it up, suck it up, hold it in, it'll go away.
Damn it, the track is flooded. Plan B, hill repeats.
One down, 5 more. Crap, the crap is back. Maybe the bathroom at Golden Bear is open. Locked, damn it. Carry on.
Number two, that hurt more than the first. Just get the work done.
Number three, one second faster. Number four, another 2 seconds faster. Should I try to keep descending? Why do I need to make this harder and descend. You don't have to descend, just getting it done is good enough.
Number 5, another one second faster. Alright no fear, I'm going for it, I'm going to keep descending. If I fail so be it. I rather go for it and fail than to make an excuse and not try. It's not just about getting the work done anymore, it's about descending.
Number 6, another six seconds faster, right on! Man, so lightheaded, don't lose consciousness, breathe, if you pass out, you're dead, ain't nobody gonna find you out here at this hour. Breathe. Breathe. Alright, let's jog it home. Oh crap, the crap is back.
How does "it" know I'm close to home. Pinch, pinch, pinch, c',mon hang in there, fight it. Get the shoes off, get the shoes off, run up the stairs, not too fast, control, control...RELIEF! Discipline!
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Friday, February 18, 2011
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