The hill looms.

It has loomed in my thoughts ever since Mike sent me my schedule. Five hill repeats at 90-95% effort. He expects each one to take about 3 minutes.

I stand at the bottom and look up. The picture doesn’t do it justice.

The hill looms.

I wish there were someone else out here to run with. I have to tackle the hill alone.

The hill looms.

Standing at the bottom looking up doesn’t seem to be getting me anywhere. It’s just hard to start. The hill looks so steep. It must be a 45° slope.

The hill looms.

Finally, I start my watch and run up.

I know from past experience that looking up is a bad idea. The top never gets any closer. And even when you do reach the ridgeline you find there’s another hill behind it. And when it does level out there’s another hundred yards or so of almost flat beyond that…

I push off with my toes. The trail is rutted. As I get higher up I have to veer from side to side to avoid potholes.

My breath comes in gasps. But my legs feel fine.

I reach the the point where the slope turns almost gentle and I stretch out my legs and sprint to the watertank at the end.

1:59 as I get there. Heart rate: 182 (~92%). I turn around and walk back until my breath calms a bit and then I trot down the hill.

Um. The repeat took only 2 minutes, and Mike expected 3. (I am really glad it didn’t take 3). Should I do more repeats to make up? 7 or 8 instead of 5?

Why have snails climbed up to the top of the sign? (I want to think of anything other than the hill).

I get to the bottom.

I look up.

The hill looms above me.

Somehow it isn’t any easier to start.

Eventually I do.

I feel that I’m running but getting nowhere. The ground just doesn’t move. It gets steeper. Maybe it’s 60°. My quads are killing me. I look up. The top is infinitely far away. I knew that was a bad idea.

Again I reach the place where the slope is easier and I can stretch out my legs and sprint. This is almost pleasant. Or it would be if I could breath.

2:06. Bleah. Walking and gasping. Maybe I should only do one extra repeat. I don’t think I could manage 7. Nor 8.

At the bottom again.

The hill is still there.

I turn and start up. It feels slightly easier this time.

2:03. Now I’m halfway done with my 6!

Back down. And up again.

This one is horrible. I keep looking up. The top never gets closer my feet fly but the ground doesn’t move. I have to slow down.

2:08. Gasping. Maybe 6 isn’t a good idea. Mike only told me to do 5…


I don’t want to go back up.

But I must.

I don’t feel as if I’m running now. I’m barely moving. 2:12. I ain’t doin’ another one.

When I get home, I look at the elevation profile. ~200ft gain in roughly .2 miles (~1000ft). Nowhere near a 45° incline.

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