What IS that?
Is it what happens when you hand a satellite photo of a track to a small child holding a blue crayon?
Is it what happens when you play with a laser pointer from up in space?
No – No it is not.
It’s what happens when you attend a track workout with people who are a whole lot faster than you are and you wear a Garmin. You can’t see the places where I swallowed my pride and mustered up my humility unless you click the picture.
Ego smooshing aside it was a great experience because I went to get help with my form and I did. Every time I look at a race photo from the professional photographers my feet are very, very close to the ground. Usually one foot is flat on the ground and if you squint really hard you can see a little light under the other foot. I know this is not because they just always get me at that point in my stride – it’s because I don’t run properly. Turns out my stride is way too long and at the track workout I learned how to run taking baby steps and keeping my feet under me. Much better.
Also – in spite of having to cut across the field to stay with the big fishies (and I was not the only one who had to do this) I had great splits. The workout was (600 fast with a 400 recovery) x 6 only for some of us it was 400 fast because … well you get the idea. It was pitch black when we started so I had very poor Garmin control to start but my last 3 fast 400s were at about an 8 minute pace and my overall pace, recovery laps included, was 9:32! And that lets me haul my pride up out of the depths and let it shine and I call that picture “Me running better and faster” and I like it.