Quit crying!

Date	Place	Duration	Pull-ups	Push-Ups	Long sprint downhill	6 flights	Short downhill	4 flights	Time
13 Dec	Rruga Kavaja	36 min	15,15	25,25	1:00.42	34.58	40.11	22.06	07:39

So I DIDN’T make the prime goal of a 60-second sprint this morning; missed it by .42 seconds.  I had been thinking that the goal was too easy and that I was getting soft—not pushing myself.  Here is my debriefing of the problem today:  my body is still sore from the frisbee on Wednesday, and the joints and muscles were not loose.  

As I was running, I was thinking, “Oh, my, this is feeling automatic—like a robot, I don’t have the energy for passion.  Am I running fast enough?  Maybe my body is not loose enough.  Maybe I’m still sore from the frisbee.”  

All the time that this was troubling me, it’s like I was doing the proverbial, “crying in my beer” instead of putting my force into my legs and arms.  I did NOT think about running on my toes, I did NOT put extra effort into my arms and legs.  In retrospect, I could have added two bits of energy my body and realized my goal—regret.  

Because I didn’t make the goal, I had to sprint the third, the shortest of the median sprints.  I did this, even though I spent some time away from the run—running up the 6 flights at the office; I had to go there because I discovered this morning that I had NOT brought the spatula which I had taken to the office yesterday in order to flip pancakes.  I also finished the workout with a sprint up the 4 flights at my apartment.  Thus, the many columns of the stats above.  

A spatula for pancakes at the office?  That sounds strange.  Our office is not a true office.  It’s actually a converted apartment with sink, refrigerator, and stove—all the accoutrements of a kitchen.  The secretary in the office often makes food.  She demanded that before I eat any MORE of her delicious food, I must make something from the United States.  Pancakes it is!!  They were delicious and everyone was happy.