Season 2016

[Sweder]

And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand
The best I can

Pink Floyd - Echoes

Echoes. Worlds apart, yet facing a familiar foe; time.
That old equation, ability over effort divided by years of wear and tear.

Though I started much later in life I feel I've reached that cross-roads. Not so much the need to run fast(er), but to rebuild without the risk of injury. I was talking to someone last week about how it felt to feel fit. Fit enough, say, to climb into a half marathon at the drop of a hat and run well. Those days are long gone.

Like you, I appear to be obsessed with speed work. I for me think that's more to do with trying to get the most out of short sessions. I'm not up to long (over an hour) outings just yet. I don 't want to jog out the occasional 5k, but nor do I want to casuse damage by pushing too hard or too far.

I envy your ability to add swimming to your regime. I have an unhealthy disregard for the discipline. Perhaps I should follow in Dan's watery footsteps and take lessons. I lack any discernable technique to the point that my noisy floundering could be mistaken for drowning.