I excitedly waved my girlfriend over to take a peek at my workout stats, and she couldn’t help but let out a little chuckle. To me, this collection of numbers and charts was as breathtaking as a flawless sunset snapshot.
“Check out this beauty of an interval set,” I said in a hushed tone, brimming with pride.
My leg was still doing that funny shake thing – a souvenir from today’s epic sprint up Bridger Ridge. I was practically mesmerized by the neat pattern glowing on the screen before us. It was a masterpiece. Well, except for that minor hiccup when I found myself in a spontaneous race with an ultra runner who was out seizing the day just like me. In my head, I was already overtaking her, my feet thundering past in a victorious march. Alas, she zoomed ahead, leaving me in her dust, scoring the win. But hey, other than that little episode, it was an absolute dream day on the trails.
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