But that's not rhythmic either. And then on a recent run when I wanted so much to quit because of the cold, I got it. Knees. Arms. Breathe! Those are my three problem areas, the areas I most need to concentrate on.
I practiced the new mantra on yesterday's 10-mile run and it worked. When the wind pushed hard against me during the first three miles and I wanted to quit, "knees, gasp, arms, gasp, breathe" got me thinking about form instead of the hard push. A fairly slow base drum tempo setting "Knees. . .Arms. . .Breathe!" paced me up the hills. And a much faster drum roll, "knees, arms, breathe; knees, arms, breathe" kept me rolling on the downhills.
And that drum roll became a crazed drum solo as I raced the last few yards into my apartment parking lot. Hmmm, did I hear a cymbal's crash?
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