December 17th, 2004
Tuesdays and Thursdays…
3:54
ow ow ow ow ow
3:55
drip drip
3:56
last three seconds…
3:57
drip drip
3:58
3:59
drip drip
4:00
1.29 miles
Change down.
Sit up.
Try and relax.
Sweat stops drip dripping off my nose and into my eyes and starts to run down my back. I grab an old shirt and wipe my eyes and face.
I look down and my withered lungs and pigeon chest are glossy with effort.
My arms are covered in a light dew. My shoulders steam slightly in the dampness. My palms are so sweaty I can barely hold the grips.
Reach for drink. How many more sessions to go?
Only two.
Three quarters done.
My knees are on fire. Someone is trying to pull my kneecaps out through my thighs.
Oh-oh, 5 seconds to go.
Get ready. Wind it up, through the gears, and GO!
0:00
0:01
drip drip
0:02
0:03
drip drip
I hate Tuesdays and Thursdays.






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January 14th, 2005 at 5:32 am
Oy! Intervals! Yuck.