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Speed Demon!

Remember when I said I was old because I drive slowly now? Well I had another old moment last night at the track because I realized it had been over 10 years since I ran track! Where did the time and my skinny little frame go?

Wait, wait, a track?! Yes my friends, I have completed my very first Track Tuesday speed workout! Yesterday I was considering doing a BRICK with our local triathlon club in an effort to be more social and start getting my feet wet over this whole 70.3 thing I'm on right now. Don't worry, we'll get to that in a second. They were going at 5 and I ended up not being able to make it which was disappointing. Luckily I saw on Facebook that one of our local running stores was holding speed workouts at a high school track at 7 pm which worked a lot better plus made it a little cooler out. Turns out the track is only a mile from the new house! How perfect, right? So I jogged the mile to the track and nervous as all get out made my way over to the group. The schedule for the day was 4x600 followed by 4x300 with about a minute's rest in between. Sounded...possible. The workout was put on by Swag's Sports Shoes and there was a mix of adults and kids ready to work. Some of those kids were fast! I attributed that to their young age although afterwards a woman said she thought I was one of those high school kids. Um, thanks?

We did the first 600 together and Swag himself reminded us not to go out too fast or we'd die. Rarely an issue for me since I'm kind of a slow poke but off I went and decided to push hard and not get dropped but of course not die. I have no base for what my times would have or should have been but I was happy with my 3:xx times that were pretty consistent for all 4 sets. After the first set we broke into two groups (fast and slow...aka Group 1 and Group 2) and even though no one said which group I should have been in I somehow knew. I lined up with normal looking people, a few tween girls and a much older gentleman and before I knew it we were running. I'm excited to say that I wasn't last! I was definitely the back of the middle pack but not last and I'm really excited about that, especially for my first time doing an organized speed workout. The 600s were rough and the whole time I was just waiting to get to the 300s. Turns out those still suck. In fact I think I ran them even harder because I made the mistake of thinking they were shorter so I could go harder. I was just over a minute on each and again, very happy with that. My Garmin was showing mile times 8 minutes and under which I don't think it ever has before! Afterwards a nice woman told me how well I did especially for my first time and said she hoped to see me again next week. I walked back home feeling really good and hopefully this can become a regular thing!

Now, what was that about a 70.3? Yeah...I have a half Ironman in my sights. More to come on that.

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