Put on your riding pants kids, cuz we’s gettin back on the horse!
And this is my first phlog (phone log) so give me a break on typos.
Lets get real here for a second.
Tomorrow is the Nike Prefontaine Classic, the premier track meet in America, and Im in an ice bath, freezing what’s left of my ta-tas off, hoping my roommate doesnt walk in on me because I forgot bathing suit bottoms.
Why am I taking an ice bath at 9:30pm the night before a race?
Its called “race mode.”
I’m trying to go through the motions of race mode in the hopes that it kicks my mind into gear.
Why do I need to simulate race mode?
Because I don’t want to fricken race.
“WHAAAHTTT?!?” you might be saying? “how could you not want to race? You crazy!”
Well, im going to do exactly what a sports psych would not recommend, and spend a second or two reflecting on that very question.
I just had one of the best weekends of my life, and frankly I’m not ready to get back to work. And if I can’t get my act together, and I mean quickly, those balls I was talking about…they are at risk of being…ahem…you know where this its going.
Sometimes you don’t want to go to work, but you have to.
And don’t get me wrong, I’m not crying over it or anything. the way im coping is by going into race mode…buying my vitamin water and energy bar at 711 for tomorrows snacks, eating italian food, turning off my ringer and ignoring emails, planning my time line for transport and warmup, and freezing myself in ice water.
Basically, you fake it til you make it.
But just in case I don’t pull my head out in time, I’ve prepared a list of 39 fabulous excuses in advance.
I used to have the same problem when I played Rugby. After a big match or a big win, I never had the desire to go back to playing another match. Always wanted to enjoy the thrill of victory (and, oh god, the pain resulting from being tackled over and over) a little more. And just going along with the motions of pre match preparation usually did the trick… usually 🙂
Firm beliver in the concept of “fake it till ‘ya make it.” You will be awesome. And if not, I can lend you some excuses from my always in existence list. 🙂
Niecey!
Shefontaine!
I’ll never forget when I first heard your Stanford teammate call you that…Your mom and dad and I were checking into the motel across from the U of O…You were a freshman, I think…and already “Shefontaine”.
Hasta la victoria!
Siempre,
Catalina
making the big time now, huh?
your own website
you’ve come a long way baby since i carried you and Lindsay on my shoulders at Disneyland.
wish i had your motivation to run all these years since when i was a younger lad
but the truth be known that i was just too darn lazy and undisciplined to run a regimented workout.
i just keep thinking back to those “glory days” when i ran the mile in high school (4:24 my personal best… nothing much to crow about i guess) and could dunk a basketball. playing bball on the California courts for thirty some years helped. but….
guess that’s why i’m carrying around a few extra pounds these days.
plus it’s too damn hot over here in Arizona to even think about exercising.
however, there are swimming pools so i should start going there a little more frequently.
and when it starts to cool down in late September and early October, i’ll start back on the golf course.
looked for the results of the Prefontaine Classic but couldn’t find your name. how did you do?
i’ve been doing a lot writing… finished a novel… but haven’t really looked that hard for a publisher… maybe some day.
take care kitten.
Bruce