I wanted to write how it makes me feel.
It’s like… tonight was the best I’ve ever run. I felt good, like I could have kept going. And I pushed myself (I know ‘cos I was almost sick - a good sign, I promise) and it felt good. And by good, I mean great. We did efforts over 80m, 70m, 60m, 50m and 40m, with a jog back in between each. We did two sets with a lap walk as recovery between them. The jog back after each effort was the killer - I walked back on my second set due to my aforementioned inner turmoil.
But the efforts… oh my. For the first time I really clicked with the style of a sprinter. I’m far from perfect I know and my stamina, speed, strength etc have a long way to go. Yet tonight I extended my stride and really powered down the track. I was quicker than those I was running with (an unusual event, though they are newer than me) and I didn’t feel tired after the sprint.
And I felt free. It’s such a huge stress relief and tonight reminded me why I do it. I’ve felt a bit rubbish recently but doing shorter distances has helped. I can manage them better and I finally feel like my training is paying off.
The best thing is, it’s all for the glory of God. I’m respecting my body because it is a gift from Him. I even get the privilege sometimes to be a witness for Him, and there is no greater honour I could have. To represent Him on this earth?