I hit the track tonight, alongside the Pee Wee football team, thinking to myself, “Now this is dedication.”
It was cold. It was windy. It was raining. And the track was muddy. But I was out there and doing it. My training schedule called for a 10 minute warm-up, 6x400m (with 400m rests) and a 10 minute cool-down.
About two laps into my warm-up I started feeling good. Before I could say “touchdown” I was knockin’ ’em out of the park:
- Split 1: 1:51 (Although I’m pretty sure I accidentally cut this one short)
- Split 2: 1:56
- Split 3: 1:58
- Split 4: 1:52
- Split 5: 1:56
As I rounded the last corner of my sixth repeat and prepared to give the last 50m everything I had with a sprint into the finish…
The lights went out. I’m talking pitch black, dark as…
Some insight into my writing process:
Me: What’s really dark?
Me: Yeah, besides that.
Jason: The center of a black hole.