Post- Workout....5:54 pm....Thursday 23rd, 2010
So winter break is among us. I'm out of school. No more waking up for class. No more study hall. And most importantly, no more reading!! Not saying that anything is wrong with reading but I'm an athlete, I'm programmed to look. listen and replicate. So far I've been doing a pretty good job at looking and listening, I still have a ways to go before I can replicate what I see and hear.
In other news, my training has NOT stopped. I still am waking up at 8am Monday, Wednesday and Friday to lift weight and I am STILL running every single day including Saturday. So far so good. The only negative has been the weather, with the snow and ice. But this week has been fortunately has been better. I never thought there would be a day when I thanked the track gods for a 40 degree day. I will take it considering it has been in the twenties for the past week. 40 is a HUGE blessing.
I have been training with a few guys and its been going well. Lifting in the morning and running in the evenings. The track has been relatively warm, besides the WIND. I swear our track is a flat wind tunnel with lanes painted on it. What a runners nightmare. In any case I've been consistently putting money into the bank. It feels good to workout without any distractions.
This week I have started a new initiative called Operation: Shock the World. this initiative was created because I have recently grew complacent and lazy. Yes, I have been practicing. Yes, I have been lifting. BUT I haven't been doing it with a clear mind. There's always something in the way whether its mentally or physically. SO....I have promised myself that I will not allow myself to allow anything or anyone to come in between my training; not even me.
Operation: Shock the World means that if I succeed, I WILL conquer the CAA again and reclaim my titles and go down as the fastest man in VCU Track & Field history. I know this will not be easy and I also know that it will take sacrifice. So, I am cutting things out of my life in order to reach my goal. Sounds simple enough right? Wish me luck.
happy trails,
-d
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Never Been so Scared
Saturday, December, 4th, 2010
After 6 months of training, lifting and working to become mentally fit, my first indoor meet is just hours away. Over 150 practice and lifting sessions have all led up to this single moment in time where I show whether I've been diligent or lax. Every muscle in my body is tense, yet relaxed. My mind is racing, year clear. I am rested, yet my legs are restless. I am mentally focusing on what I need to do. I don't know what will happen. I don't know how I will perform. I don't even know if I am even ready to compete yet. The only things I am sure of are when that that times comes I must be ready compete and to perform.
Over the past 6 months, I've experienced minor set backs. Fortunately non of them have been track related. I have had 6 months almost without distraction or injury. Which has allowed me to train, lift and perfect my craft. I have learned new techniques and have been subject to totally different training style than what I have previously experienced. In that time I've encountered a coaching change. I've graduated and I have inherited an even younger team that the proceeding teams before me. All of these things have in some way, shape or form help molded me into who I am today.
I no longer view Track and Field as a sport anymore but rather a way of life. Some start training from young ages. Beginning with club teams, through middle and high school, then eventually to college. Even though I started late in my training, being introduced to Track and Field in 10th grade, I have by the grace of God, both garnered respect and I have experienced success in just my short 8 year career. With that said, as the next calendar year rolls around I soon realize that yesterdays success is today's memory. With all great accomplishments there comes a time when you must show that you can soar even higher then you've ever soared before.
Tomorrow will be my day to soar, my day to show the world that these past 6 months have not been in vain. Tomorrow will be the first time I compete as an unattached athlete. I will not travel with the team. I will not be subject to a team speech. I will not receive per diem. I will not be wearing my alma mater's initials on my chest. Tomorrow I will be competing for the first time ever as DeAngelo Wilson. The thought of being on my own for the first time if frightening yet comforting. There has never been a time where I was this focused. This driven. this determined to compete.
Tomorrow I show what I'm made of. Tomorrow I conquer, one race at a time. Tomorrow I shock the world, one race at a time.
Signing off,
-d
After 6 months of training, lifting and working to become mentally fit, my first indoor meet is just hours away. Over 150 practice and lifting sessions have all led up to this single moment in time where I show whether I've been diligent or lax. Every muscle in my body is tense, yet relaxed. My mind is racing, year clear. I am rested, yet my legs are restless. I am mentally focusing on what I need to do. I don't know what will happen. I don't know how I will perform. I don't even know if I am even ready to compete yet. The only things I am sure of are when that that times comes I must be ready compete and to perform.
Over the past 6 months, I've experienced minor set backs. Fortunately non of them have been track related. I have had 6 months almost without distraction or injury. Which has allowed me to train, lift and perfect my craft. I have learned new techniques and have been subject to totally different training style than what I have previously experienced. In that time I've encountered a coaching change. I've graduated and I have inherited an even younger team that the proceeding teams before me. All of these things have in some way, shape or form help molded me into who I am today.
I no longer view Track and Field as a sport anymore but rather a way of life. Some start training from young ages. Beginning with club teams, through middle and high school, then eventually to college. Even though I started late in my training, being introduced to Track and Field in 10th grade, I have by the grace of God, both garnered respect and I have experienced success in just my short 8 year career. With that said, as the next calendar year rolls around I soon realize that yesterdays success is today's memory. With all great accomplishments there comes a time when you must show that you can soar even higher then you've ever soared before.
Tomorrow will be my day to soar, my day to show the world that these past 6 months have not been in vain. Tomorrow will be the first time I compete as an unattached athlete. I will not travel with the team. I will not be subject to a team speech. I will not receive per diem. I will not be wearing my alma mater's initials on my chest. Tomorrow I will be competing for the first time ever as DeAngelo Wilson. The thought of being on my own for the first time if frightening yet comforting. There has never been a time where I was this focused. This driven. this determined to compete.
Tomorrow I show what I'm made of. Tomorrow I conquer, one race at a time. Tomorrow I shock the world, one race at a time.
Signing off,
-d
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