Wednesday, August 24, 2011
I like to chase tail. That's right, I find a intense pleasure in the chase, the capture not so much. Once the capture has happened the excitement fades quickly. But, during the chase, oh during the chase all is right. My heart rate spikes and I feel each pulse coursing through my body. I have a tingling sensation that goes all the way down to the tips of my toes and fingers. I have razor sharp visual focus on the target and am not distracted by anything around me. It is almost like I am having an out of body experience as I hone in as the prize gets closer and closer to me. With every turn I gauge how I am getting closer to closing the gap. Once I make the connection though, my heart rate settles down and I find complacency settling. I hit the wall, and wait anxiously for the next set when it starts all over again because it is so much more fun to push myself to go faster and faster when I have a tail to chase and at least 200 yards to do it in.