When I met Gaju this morning for the kilometre repeats, I was certain that I would falter. I hadn’t slept well. My tummy wasn’t feeling great.
But I decided to approach it as a fast run with the added bonus of interval breaks in between.
To think of it that way lessened the burden of thinking of it as all-out repeats (that they were) and to think of the whole rather than the parts.
When I began the first one, I was sure I would need to cut down. But I kept going back to thinking differently and at the same time, taking each repetition for itself.
It’s harder to analyse this in retrospect. To write about how it began to come together. But it worked. Like phrases of music, so it was with the repetitions. Of course, it was heart in the mouth running; all coming together for a most wonderful morning.
Writing about Running 