Yesterday, I had to miss the group meeting in the morning, but I didn't want to sacrifice the training. So, I did a solo boot camp at the track last night. The only thing more ridiculous than getting up at 4:40 to do a running/ATP boot camp with a group of obsessive athletes is forcing yourself to do the same workout on your own. I must have looked ridiculous doing track work and cherry pickers all by myself.
Running is basically a solo sport and I had forgotten how much I enjoy the solitude. Last year, my group only met once a week and most of the miles I logged were on my own. This year, ATP meets 3 times a week and there is a lot more time working out with a group of 50. Group running is a different dynamic and serves a different purpose than running on your own. I like both types of running for different reasons.
Still, as I proved last night, I'm tougher on myself than anyone else could ever be. When you're out there on your own, there are no excuses, no shortcuts and no one to blame. As I've said before, its you vs. you and that drives me more than anything. At one point, I actually caught myself grinning during my 400m sprint. Move over, Maggie, there's a new sheriff in town.
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