A few years I wrote about hills being speedwork in disguise.  I thought about this today as I once again traversed the overpass that suffices for a hill.  I use a few hills like this when I do repeats.  They’re not very treacherous.  Unless you are recovering from a stress fracture.

I thought of this today as I started my 4 miler of 2 block/1 block recovery run.  I was hoping that by the time I got to my overpass, I would be running.  I had noticed a twinge in my foot a few days ago, and just tried to baby it as much as possible, because the worst thing that could happen would be for me to never be able to run.   If I have to protect this foot a little longer, I’ll do it.

I hit the bottom of the hill, and could feel the familiar quad burn as I attacked it.  I looked down, could feel the sweat already pouring off me due to the 80 degree temps, but nonetheless, decided it was now or never.  So.  I sprinted.  I was winded, but I needed this for the win today.  I finally got to the top, out of breath, drenched.

When I trained for SLO, I vowed to never walk a hill.  Because, that’s when the workout comes.  When it’s hard.  So I trained diligently, and only broke the vow one time in 19 weeks.  Lucky for me, that was maybe the hilliest marathon I’d ever run, so I was prepared.

The rest of the run went great.  I burned a bunch of sweet calories, and naturally, my mood shifted and I felt incredibly blessed.  That I could still do this.

The only thing that I realized was that my iPod music is tired.  Today, I’m working on deleting and adding music to reflect new journeys and new plans.  Meanwhile, I am luxuriating in the afterglow of a nice hill attack.  Feels good, and I feel strong.

4 more miles in the Recovery Bank.

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