There are some things that need to reenter your life before you realize how much you missed them. For me, one of those things is running with the team.
Since deciding to eschew track, I’ve been running solo. It’s been a good introduction for the training to come: a little lonely. I move in and out of traffic and past pedestrians whom I’ll never see again. My speed is like a partition that separates me from the world. But my teammates used to be there with me on this side of it.
I’m still confident that I made the right decision to abstain from track. And, frankly, I hang out with my teammates (for that’s how I still see them) all the time. But it was still nice yesterday when i (almost literally) ran into them on one of our familiar routes. I joined them for the remainder of their run: 7 miles. I think they, too, were happy to have one of their own back– We could be isolated together, just as we’re used to.Share on Facebook