"Do you ever do like sprint races?" my roommate asked me. Well yes, I replied, I am going to run the mile at this track meet. "The mile?" he says, "that's not a sprint!" Actually it's not even a mile, it's a 1500 and yes it is! It is a super sprint, the fastest I can go, and don't even get me started on the 800 meters. That is faster than I can go.
I have been really slow lately. I guess that is what happens when you just run long all the time, everyday, twice a day, for like a year. I ran Haggen to Haggen last month as my first 5k in a year and on Monday and Monday two weeks ago I went to the All Comer's meet at Civic Field and did something even crazier- I ran the 800 and 1500.
"This is a bad idea," I said while I was doing strides to warm up for the 800. "There will be blood!" I was never an 800 runner but I did run 2:34 once in college at practice. At the first meet I ran 2:54, which was my old 3k race pace and there was blood, everywhere. Yesterday I ran 2:49 or 2:50, it was a little ambiguous when I crossed the line so I am going to go with 2:49. Afterwards my legs ached down to the bones. I'd never had aching bones before. It wasn't long until I had them again- right after the 1500. Two weeks ago I ran 5:43, yesterday was 5:38. It made me quite dismayed that was my 5k pr pace. how? what? how?
Well I may be slow but at least I am getting faster.I don't know how anyone could consider the 1500 not a sprint though- this is as fast as I can possibly go!
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