A mile in line

I have looked through so many scopes in my life, I pretty much view everything through red dot or a green night vision filter. As the reticle in my mind dials into race day, life at once seems to slow down and speed up much like concentrating on my breathing to get the perfect shot off. So the question is: is it just me or does everyone else seem to move so much slower the closer I get to Ironman?

Yesterday I was Office Max. It took me two minutes to find the tabs that I needed and nine minutes to get through the checkout line. There were ten employees in the store and only five customers, all of us in line with me being last. I figured I could have run a mile and come back and still not have lost my place in line, nor intrupted the flow of business.

I find that I walk really fast right now; at work, at the store, in the parking lot, it doesn't matter. Sometimes I run where I need to go; inside, outside, it doesn't matter.

I realize I am walking really fast when someone up ahead gets into my line of travel and I get right up behind them really fast almost like I warped up to them. Of course I try to get around them but it seems slow people are drawn to walking right into my path and my side shuffle becomes a leap to the side.

I'll be thinking about this post at around mile 126 on Sunday. I hope I am moving faster than a fast walk.