FOR Hundreds of Miles and Effort
"But did you get to the part about the 400s?" My coach asked me.... and I admit I had not yet gotten there. The last time we did 400s, it was a Tuesday in late June. it was 500 degrees and humid like a typical Indiana summer. I sat in the car before our run group. Talking to my sister. My Dad had just been diagnosed and she was telling me it was cancer. And I heard her. But I had to go, it was time to run.... time for speed work.... time for my life to feel normal... I would do this after 400s.... I flipped on my goodrs and headed for the track... 2 mile warm up and 12-16 400s. I remember it being hot. I remember running and feeling so heavy my legs were like lead weights and the air felt so thick and almost impossible to suck in.... people were flying past me. This was the track! Theses were 400s. This was my thing. I loved sprinting. I could keep up on 400s... I saw everyone and I have a vague memory of trying to keep up... the 200mt recovery jogs and ...