The more I practise the slower I become. So I decided to cut down on my distance and only practise speed work.
Today I started my speed work. This morning I was running a very short distance, and in front of C.'s house I saw someone who looked exactly like T.
I said, “T., T., T.” three times. Then I said to myself, “It can’t be T. If I call him three times, how is it that he won’t answer? The strange thing is that he didn’t even nod. I came near him and, O God, it was a different person.
RB 126. 24 November 1979↩