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1.4 KiB
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48 lines
1.4 KiB
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date = '2025-10-16T00:1:00+02:00'
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tags = [ "running" ]
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title = 'Leaving the track'
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I skipped the second session this week.
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Or maybe I just hit my limit.
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Running in circles around a stadium — again and again — it wears you down.
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Last time, I finished strong, the last five minutes flat out.
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Today, I just needed air. Asphalt. Dirt.
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Exit the track.
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I started easy. Legs felt good.
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Bit by bit, I picked up the pace without really meaning to.
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It felt great — almost freeing.
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I told myself I’d try to keep it up for thirty minutes.
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Nothing guaranteed.
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A few times, I wanted to stop, just for a moment — but no.
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At worst, I slowed down for a hundred meters, then got back into it.
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I felt good.
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Deep breaths, steady rhythm.
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And then I passed the 4 km mark.
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5 km under 30 minutes suddenly seemed possible.
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So I didn’t let go. Not until the end.
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I wanted to see what I had in me.
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A first real test — rough, improvised, but real.
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There had to be a first one anyway.
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The first kilometer was too relaxed, really.
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Right there, I could easily shave off a minute.
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The margin’s there — now it’s just about keeping on.
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Keeping on leaving the track, breathing outside air,
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and, above all, keeping those easy runs.
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Because, as they say:
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> to learn to run fast, you must first learn to run slow.
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Maybe I’ll even add a third easy session during the week.
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But that, I’ll let my body decide.
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