In case you haven’t figured it out yet, I am a creature of
habit. Routines are my good friends. This does not mean I am averse to change
or adaptability, in fact I have learned to embrace that as well. But there can be comfort in sameness. Or, perhaps, annoyances
with sameness – as I tend to repeat the same tired lines and jokes year after
year after year after year. And so it was refreshing and funny when Vess posted
the following status (or whatever it’s
called) on Facebook last week:
I live 2344 miles from
Poughkeepsie, yet EVERY time I do a workout there is a crazy bearded man in the
back of my head screaming "this is the penultimate" on my
second-to-last interval. Congratulations Pete
Colaizzo, you have permanently scarred me.
Somewhere along the line, more than 20 years ago I am
certain, I started noting loudly the second-to-last (penultimate) interval of hard interval workouts – whether they be
on the track or trail. This was not done just to show off a fancy vocabulary
word – penultimate does, indeed, mean next-to-last. Rather, it was to focus on
the fact that the second-to-last interval is always among the most difficult.
Anyone can be a “workout hero” and blast out the final interval. Much like the
third lap of a four-lap mile race, that penultimate interval takes a lot of
digging deep. The finishing kick is important and often glamorous. But more
often than not, that penultimate is the make-or-break – in a workout, in a
race, in a lot of things, really.
So while I have “permanently scarred’’ Vess with my
wild-eyed and loud vocabulary lesson, I hope to heck that he crushed that
penultimate interval up in the thin air out there. Nicely done!
1 comment:
The next step is to yell antepenultimate (3rd from last) and preantepenultimate (4th from last).
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