Flashes of Panic

On Saturday’s run, I stopped off at the University track to watch a few of A’s former high school runners running the 3,000m at the weekend’s meet. Whenever I watch a meet, it’s very easy for me to mentally place myself on the track and in the race. I imagine myself out there, spotting people to chase, plotting my strategy, feeling the energy of the race in my legs.

The funny part about this is that I can’t remember ever having a good race indoors. In fact, when I think about it, I don’t think I had a good collegiate race on the track. And yet, mentally, I can put myself in there as a positive experience. I don’t know if that’s optimism, or imagination.