Mental Timeline of a 2k Test
2000 meters left: “I’m puke. Why the hell did I eat that muffin…”.
2000-1700: “HYFR FUCK MY GOAL SPLIT!!! I CAN GO 5 SPLIT SECONDS FASTER!!!! GO ME!!!”.
1700-1500: “holy mother of god, someone tell me why I row”.
1500-1000: “is this real life? Am I actually not even halfway there?!?! My arms are going to fall of before the sprint.”
1000-750: “TRIPLE DIGITS BITCHESSSS! HOLD ON, WHO JUST STCUK A BURNING LOG INSIDE MY THIGH?!? IM PRETTY SURE I HAVE SPORTS-INDUCED ASTHMA.”
750-500: “can’t… Breathe… Need… Air.”
500-250: “if I puke right now will it mess up my sprint? I think I’m in hell…”.
250 left: “SPRINT HELL YEAH, FUCK EVERYTHING, I CAN’T CONTROL MY LUNGS MY LEGS ARE GOING TO SPONTANEOUSLY COMBUST ARE MY ARMS ACTUALLY STILL ATTACHED TO MY BODY?!?!? MUSTTTTT P…RRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!”.
Done: “did I actually make that noise?”
Missing my old friends…kinda crazy how fast things can change