Okay, back in college Griff and I were on the rowing team together. Before our workouts, Griff and I would sneak into the Rec Hall for a little "extra" fun on the rowing machine. "Just a 20 minute piece..to get loose," we'd tell each other. About four pulls into the effort, I'd catch Griff looking over at my computer to see how hard I was pulling. Inevitably, at the end of the session, we'd compare notes as to who went further that day during the 20 minutes. And Griff didn't like to be out done. Neither did I, so I'd peek over at his computer as well. If I'd notice he was pulling harder, I'd squeeze it up to keep pace. He'd notice and squeeze it up just a bit more. At about 10 minutes in, we'd be in a full blown drag race. We'd get off the machine spent. One of us just a little more excited than the other as we trotted out to practice.

So today, we're going up on the mountain for some intervals. Naturally we will "keep" it in the desired zone...for a nanosecond or two and then all hell will break loose. I'll sneak up on him, tucked in tight and sneak a peek at his HR and compare. No doubt it will be above target which will mean mine will be above target as well, but neither will back down. It's not in our DNA. I predict mass quantities of pain and I can't wait. You're invited. Meet at the Rudgear Park and Ride at 5pm to join the excitement. Otherwise, stay well and be excellent to each other.

Johnny GoFast