Still Alive

Another Tuesday. Another late start because of Literary Criticism class. "Monster Workout" #4. 2 mile warmup, 20x400 with a 1 minute jog between each, 2 mile cooldown. 5 miles at faster than 5 mile race pace, seven laps on the meadow, lots of guts. And a few tears.

I got out there while most of the other guys had about 5 intervals left to go. I managed to hit my times on the first 5 with no problems, but after that things got difficult. My times were supposed to drop every 5 400's, but fatigue made doing that almost impossible. By the time I had gotten to the last set of 5 everyone else had finished and gone in for the day. It was just me, the geese, and the rapidly darkening sky. My times were way off but I just ran as fast as I could, launching an all-out assault against the forces of evil, aka the Meadow. By the time I was finished with the entire workout I was so exhausted I could barely make it through the cool down. As I sit here, about an hour and a half later, my legs feel like hamburger and my stomach feels like acid. I haven't felt this sick after a workout in a long time. But I guess if this didn't kill me nothing will.