Alarm went off before 5am today. Slid out of bed, into the bathroom, and into my work out clothes. Ran downstairs to fetch my water bottle of Vitacoco from the fridge, back up the stairs, and hit the spare room where the treadmill awaits! Today was IR4 – Interval Run 4, and it was going to be awesome!
Our treadmill lives in our spare bedroom, which we call the Spare-oom, just like the room where the Wardrobe lives in the Chronicles of Narnia, LOL. We’re kinda corny in my family, but fun and loving too. I get on the treadmill, and begin the 5.0 mph run, heading straight toward my first 7.0 mph sprint. As the first sprint begins, and the growling dog starts to chase me, I stare straight ahead at the closet door in front of me, where I visualize (of all things)….Cinderella’s Castle. As I run toward the Castle, my heart rate rising, I can feel the excitement building. One day….this is going to be real. As I run, the sound of my kicks hitting the tread pounds out a rhythm which forms these words in my head, “Ma-Gic – King – Dom, Ma-Gic – King – Dom, Ma-Gic – King – Dom” …and I run and run, and run just like this, until recovery time, and then 3 repeats.
I’m getting better and better at this, feeling strong and capable and (a lil) bad @ss. Into my consciousness creeps the realization — these positive signs mean that soon you’ll have to PUSH again, and kick up the speed. Ugh!!! But not today. Today — You’ve given your all Diane — and you head off to work with your engine burning, your head held high, with spirits soaring from a job well done!
Ciao for now…..Diane