Wednesday, May 14, 2008

45

yes. 45 days and finally the heat has arrived.

back porch. feet clean and exposed while a dark, sweaty layer of dark bark and dirt covers my ankles and calves like knee high socks. sweaty top draped over the back of the chair. pint in hand. headband on the concrete with the sweat pooling underneath it. weapons lay untied and drying in the sun. face red from effort. chest white from being an oregonian. (....6:14, 6:14, 6:11....) the splits from the tempo run tell the story (....6:11, 6:08, 6:08....) the heat is here and it's going to take some time to deal with. (....6:07, 6:06, 6:06....) i think i need to be working the sauna into the weekly plan (...6:06, 6:04, 6:04....) arms show the tan that only a farmer can appreciate. (....6:04, 6:02, 6:02....) the pint tastes good. quart of ice water sweating on the table nearby is waiting. (...6:01, 5:59, 5:56....) every day the confidence takes a step forward. i have never had a positive result in the heat. (....5:54, 5:48....) then again. i have never prepared like this, either.

45 days.

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