We work harder, more consistently than anybody else, nothing is left to chance, we don???t dabble at this. There are no secrets.
Great reminder as I get back into training for 2014 and say goodbye to “off season.” The rest of the Telegraph story written by Seb Coe, speaking with Alberto Salazar about Mo Farah (name drop!) racing the London Marathon next year and possibly skipping out on the Glasgow Commonwealth Games is worth a read.
For the record, here’s my favorite “no secrets” quote (from Once a Runner, of course):
And too there were questions: What did he eat? Did he believe in isometrics? Isotonics? Ice and heat? How about aerobics, est, ESP, STP? What did he have to say about yoga, yogurt, Yogi Berra? What was his pulse rate, his blood pressure, his time for 100-yard dash? What was the secret, they wanted to know; in a thousand different ways they wanted to know The Secret. And not one of them was prepared, truly prepared to believe that it had not so much to do with chemicals and zippy mental tricks as with that most unprofound and sometimes heart-rending process of removing, molecule by molecule, the very tough rubber that comprised the bottoms of his training shoes. The Trial of Miles, Miles of Trials. How could they be expected to understand that?
And here’s my least favorite (and proof that some guys do have secrets, but they are always found out in the end):