Workouts, wind, travel

Well since my last post I managed to have my best workout yet since the start of the outdoor season. The workout was 9x300m with about a minute recovery. The times were as follows, 43, 42, 41, second set, 44, 42, 40, third set, 42, 40, 38. I felt fluid and relaxed during the first set, but gradually began to feel sluggish and slow during the second set. This was gut check time, as my coach told me to quit after the 7th 300, but I pushed through and started to feel better, so much better in fact that my coach decided to throw 3x150m on after the workout. The 150's were cutdowns as the first was 21, second was 19, and the third was 17. This was a great confidence booster heading into competition season.

As some of you may know, my Grandma Blanche, possibly one of the greatest/funniest women to ever walk this planet passed away this past week. She was 92 years young, and lived a more active life than most teenagers. She survived a tornado, started her own beauty salon, and did just about everything else in between. So in light of this I have made the trip to her hometown of McPherson, kansas this weekend.

My first, and possibly only run was quite an experience as I got lost, wandered across a golf course and jumped a barbwired fence, just to name a few things. The wind was howling at about 35 miles an hour and had gusts up to 50! My run consisted of running down a dirt road with no end in sight, that is until I came to where the road looked as if there had once been a creek or raging river. At this point I decided to turn around and try my luck by turning down another random dirt road with no end in sight. Once again I had turned onto the wrong road but I could see where I was trying to go over the plains of the old golf course my grandparents used to play on. I ran across the course, trying not to get hit by any golfballs, and when I reached my destination the only thing standing in between me an the house was a barbed wire fence. After all I had encountered all ready this came as no surprise. Needless to say I made my way over. My suggestion to everyone....don't get lost in backcountry Kansas. It's not flat, it is windy, and I don't know where the hell anything is.