regular day

I did a bit of road skating today, kept a good pace for around twenty minutes and quit. It's hard to focus now, I had to get up fourteen hours ago and drive around the city most of the day. I did go to the Christian Skate Night at the Roller Barn tonight though. It was a short session, only two hours. Fairly uneventful, I managed to do two laps on one foot. I also won the race, I was put 20-30 feet back but I still made it to the first turn in 2-3 place. I was on the inside so I ended up in second for the first cone, then I passed on the inside on the next straightaway and took ti easy for the rest of the lap, won it easily :(.

Ouch

The practice went well tonight, My hands still hurt!

Started with seven laps, I won, alex had a loose frame :P.

1 x 3 laps.
I won the first, second, coming through the first turn on the third race I slipped and went down on my hip (and hands, always).

I got up as quick as I could and sprinted after the three leading skaters. I didn't catch them, but at least I wasn't in last place (fourth out of five). The next race was the 10,000 meters... Needless to say I did not do well. I hung on in 1st/2nd place for thirty-ish laps then had to drop off. I ended up getting lapped by Alex four times.



One more thing, Happy Birthday Johnny!!!

The bigger picture

Today is the big day, the day we (Alex and I) will break the two-digit barrier. In preparation for the Disney marathon we will now race 100! laps to end every practice.
At the end of Wednesday's practice we did 70 laps, which it still high for me. We alternated leading every five laps for the entire race. (this is a great way to keep yourself from dropping off, if not for this I would have dropped from the lead half-way through) But I did learn a great lesson from this, racing really is 30% physical and 70% mental (or something close). With about three laps left to go Alex asked if I was "ready." I really didn't understand what he meant until a few moments later. He sprinted the last three hundred meters. That may not sound impressive, but we had just kept a hard pace for 6,700 meters!

I was expecting a push from both of us to cross the line first, but nothing like this.

We were both ready to drop, but he truly embodied the lyrics,"you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength and just pull that **** out of you."

Remember, any racer with quick feet can win a 100m, those races are about 99% physical. But for Marathons, you really have to pull that stuff out of you.