Slow was the name of the game today. I couldn’t make myself go any faster or do any more. 10 x 200s was all I had in me.
So instead of talking about my stealthy, but unspeedy self, I’d like to show you how the professionals keep track of their laps (Fuck the 1:01):
And this, this is how the professionals mark the track so they can see the hash marks when it’s pitch black outside. Genius, no?
Please, no need to thank me, I’m just doing my part to spread the love. And here is what a tired and slow Runner Susan looks like at 5AM: