I've always zoomed through life in a vain attempt to keep up with my sprinting brain. If I have to choose between doing something quickly and doing it right, I often select the speedier option.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I'm going to focus on speed, doing little things like my turns and my starts - just speed.
Our obsession with speed, with cramming more and more into every minute, means that we race through life instead of actually living it. Our health, diet and relationships suffer. We make mistakes at work. We struggle to relax, to enjoy the moment, even to get a decent night's sleep.
As I've been able to once again gain the benefits of speed work, I'm enjoying my running more and more.
My speed is my greatest asset.
Throughout my career I swam for form. Speed came as a result of it.
I don't recall ever desiring to go as fast as possible.
I move slowly, and I used to move fast. I miss that.
I'm a visual thinker, thrill seeker, and I'm easily distracted. I see everything I'm writing, and I think it naturally affects the pace of things.
It's all about the hard work, knowing your strengths and weaknesses. You work on what you know you can do best. I have speed.
What good is speed if the brain has oozed out on the way.