It has been a long time coming, but the wait for terra firma tempo workouts is over. That’s not to say they’re here in full force, but I get to dabble with hill repeats and run around in circles (i.e. a track) more often. Best of all, group workouts are coming together more frequently. I may be a bit of a lone wolf, but training with the pack will only make me stronger. It also gives me someone else to talk to besides my legs, who really don’t count as being “someone else.” That was a reference to my inner Jens Voigt.

I would have sworn I stayed on the track the entire time

As for the group workouts of late, we found a hill, crested it, and descended the backside. Then we rode up the backside and dropped down again not once, twice, but thrice times. I don’t consider myself a very gutsy descender, but with a road as steep, wide, and clear as we had, the speed demon in me – that I didn’t really know I had – told me to tuck. Almost passing or pulling away from cars is fun.

Then there are the group runs. They’re a novel idea, however, rarely do they stay intact for long; everyone has their pace and/or prescribed time. On my last long run though, I got to enjoy the company of another. Given the option of guessing what song my iPod will play next or running with someone, I will choose the latter 9 times out of 10. That ratio could drop if the person is annoying. Then the prospect of song probability is all too enticing. It’s like counting cards, but way harder – not that I can count cards. Well, perhaps literally…

Since training is essentially my social time, I’m very excited to develop my social skills… and as an athlete too. Yes, I am making fun of myself. South San Jose is quiet… cricket…