Run Forrest Run!
Last year I was actually in pretty decent shape, which happens when you actually exercise on a regular basis. Then I took that design class and everything went to pot. Early in the year I optimisticallysigned up for a couple track events at Corporate Challenge thinking I'd have no trouble getting back into the swing of things. For those unaware KC Corporate Challenge is like a not-so-special Olympics where all the local companies compete in various events ranging from Darts to Volleyball. So anyway about a month and a half ago my company started organizing the track stuff and it turned out they had enough people without me so I decided to bow out figuring whoever the other people were they *had* to be better than me and so the cycle of slacking continued. Well not total slacking, I try to do a little something once a week but barely.
At least I'm pretty sure I'm better than this guy
(don't look directly at the shorts if you value your eyes)
Fast forward to exactly a week ago when I'm told I'm needed for the 800m run. Holy crap! I've never actually run track before, I just usually jog/run at the park so I was extra nervous in addition to my physical unpreparedness. I did some emergency sessions Saturday-Monday and decided to rest the remaining couple days. So anyway race day arrived and there was some confusion on my part about the start of the race. There were two different groups spaced apart and it was my understanding we'd get our own separate start after the guys in front went. Apparently that was not the case and I was in dead last from the get go. That was simply not acceptable so I passed about a 1/4 of the people early and decided to pace myself for the majority of the race since I didn't have a good feel for what speed I could really go at. The last 1/4 lap I turned on the speed and passed a bunch of people, I think I was somewhere in the middle which was kind of the goal I had all along. If I had paced my self better I would have been in much better position. I might not be in the greatest shape but I've always been able to push myself to the point of passing out... which brings us to the amusing/scary part of the story. After I was finished I stumbled around and realized that while my vision appeared to be clear EVERYONE's faces were blurry. It was a very freaky moment like something out of The Ring. I think I may have been a little close to fainting there.
Anyway, I'll find out actual placing tomorrow.
At least I'm pretty sure I'm better than this guy
Click to view(don't look directly at the shorts if you value your eyes)
Fast forward to exactly a week ago when I'm told I'm needed for the 800m run. Holy crap! I've never actually run track before, I just usually jog/run at the park so I was extra nervous in addition to my physical unpreparedness. I did some emergency sessions Saturday-Monday and decided to rest the remaining couple days. So anyway race day arrived and there was some confusion on my part about the start of the race. There were two different groups spaced apart and it was my understanding we'd get our own separate start after the guys in front went. Apparently that was not the case and I was in dead last from the get go. That was simply not acceptable so I passed about a 1/4 of the people early and decided to pace myself for the majority of the race since I didn't have a good feel for what speed I could really go at. The last 1/4 lap I turned on the speed and passed a bunch of people, I think I was somewhere in the middle which was kind of the goal I had all along. If I had paced my self better I would have been in much better position. I might not be in the greatest shape but I've always been able to push myself to the point of passing out... which brings us to the amusing/scary part of the story. After I was finished I stumbled around and realized that while my vision appeared to be clear EVERYONE's faces were blurry. It was a very freaky moment like something out of The Ring. I think I may have been a little close to fainting there.
Anyway, I'll find out actual placing tomorrow.