Time on Feet

Time on feet is the amount of time that one spends on his feet. It's a vital part of training.

This evening, after spending an entire day working on my feet and fifty minutes running on my feet, Kyle convinced me to spend an additional ten minutes on my feet. During those ten minutes, we slogged-up some hills. We complained about our aches. We discussed the staleness that we were feeling. And we mourned the blow-up that we suffered on the W&OD.

This blow-up came at the hands of a pale, boyish-looking man, who was wearing a white tank-top, headphones that blasted techno beats, and basketball shorts. That's right -- basketball shorts. Legend has it that this fellow was sprinting to meet Tory and Damien at the basketball court. Maybe he was, maybe he wasn't. Regardless of this runner's destination, he crushed us.

Embarrased

Us

Bad.

Blew by us.

Instantaneously.

The embarrassment that we felt obviously weighed heavy while we completed the day's time on feet. It noticeably affected our strides. For me, that meant that we had had enough time on feet for the day. For Kyle, we needed ten more minutes.

Time on feet.

Time on feet.

So, after some bullying, we spent ten more minutes on our feet. Well, I spent ten more minutes on my feet. Then, as my chronometer ticked to 60 minutes, I packed-it-in. And Kyle kept going for a Duke Dog Mile.

Thanks to this extra time on feet, one thing is certain --

We'll get you next time, JJ Redick. See you on the trail.