Distillation
It was hot during the warm-up, a bright sun with no shade. Prior to leaving the house, Tom Allen, host of CBC Radio had given a brief weather update. It was 25C and with the humidity over 60% it felt closer to 30C.
He jogged leisurely down the trail, allowing his legs ample time to warm-up for what lay ahead. The canopy above providing little cover, it wasn’t long before beads of perspiration followed the contours of his face and eventually hung precariously from his chin.
The session was simple, 12k at marathon pace and the only real workout of the week. He stopped under the shadow of a giant maple, traced a line in the dirt, paused for a moment and then set off down the tunnel of possibility.
The loop was perfect, 3-kilomters of flat, fast trail before turning back on itself following the road along the
Out onto the road he ran, the heat causing a mirage in the distance. The sky burned. He leant into the hill driving hard with each foot strike, the effort too much, but the pace sustainable, just.
Sweat poured. His achilles a dull ache, but nothing out of the usual. He used the downhill to conserve energy, keeping the pace consistent. Passing through kilometres eight and nine in
Only on this day it was welcomed, it was his birthday and each stride an awareness of being alive.
Training:
Monday: easy
Tuesday:
Wednesday: easy/undulating
6 comments:
Happy Birthday, Michael!!!
J and H
Happy Birthday.
Nice write up.
Hey Mike! Happy birthday!! We missed you on Friday! Mar
Dood. You gots to tell people. Happy Bday! Looking forward to a run this weekend?
Happy Birthday Michael. I could feel that 12k MP workout, albeit at a slower pace.
Hey brother. Really love seeing you get creative with the writing to enjoyable result.
Also, I'm a hopeless fuckwit for not calling on your actual day. Please accept my apology. And my beer - perhaps tomorrow at lunch?
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