Strange air of apathy around my sprint group last night. All clad in trackie bottoms, hoodies, gloves etc for the warm up. It's August FFS! Ok, I lie about the gloves, but still...
Walk lap and jog lap both completed in near silence, which is very unusual. I went through my twenty minutes worth of drills, as I always do but don't always mention. Then strides.
Session for the group was 400 - 300 - 200 -100 or something like that. Blocks and starts for me so I just did a 250 and 150 to loosen up. 250 was surprisingly alright. Goodish even. Have I mentioned how much I loathe and fear anything over 200 metres?
Sprinting is not a step out of the door and you're off sort of hobby. Last night as well as carting a leg-banging 6.5kg bag of blocks across town I also managed to have three changes of shoes: racing flats for warm up and drills, middle distance spikes for the two longer sprints and then sprint spikes to practice my starts.
I'm still improving with the blocks, but have not been confident enough to use them in a race this year. My plan is to be ready and happy with them by the Indoors - which for me will be around the end of Jan and Feb. I know I absolutely need a decent, explosive blocks start to get a really good 60m time. First attempt ever at this distance was earlier this year and ok, but disappointing as I know I can go under 10 seconds.
Main comments from P. yesterday were that I should concentrate on correcting/perfecting one little detail at once. A great start isn't picked up in a season - especially not by a novice V55. My 'set' position is great, I'm very flexible and have ace core stability (trumpet blowing ahoy) so no problems with balance or getting into a useful shape for the b of bang. So what's lacking? Oh surprise, surprise - confidence and power.
Power is work in progress, and P. has promised me more harness sessions and the like through the winter. I've promised to carry on with my step lunging - and hopping and jumping and skipping.
Confidence has been work in progress all my life. The specifics in this case involve moving my hands off the ground before I push my feet away from the blocks. We are talking about a tiny time delay - but fractions of a second are all important here. It's totally subconscious but lurking somewhere has to be an element of fear that I will fall over.
So a succession of "do this'', ''move that," "better!" and finally, "Good! Slight stumble on that one - but that's because you got it right..."
I will get there.