Ok, here's what's creepy about this picture: it wasn't posed.

And yet... how the hell else are Mark and I in sync so much? The arms, the legs... it's really freaking me out.

Not to be outdone, Julie zooms around the track quite a bit herself at speed training.

Here, we're saying something like, "Hey! We're walking! What else do you expect?" Ah, blessed walk break between superfast (for me) miles.

Coach Tod realizes that he just broke a 4-minute mile.

I'm pretending that Coach Rick is there watching me finish an Olympic Trial as I come into the finish. Right after I hit the button on my watch, the arms went up in the air for a wild "waahooo!" as I broke the imaginary tape.

I have a very vivid fantasy life.

Two coaches, no waiting!

Ta da! Coach Rick, me, Mark, and Julie post for a picture...

...while the ever-vigilant Coach Tod is that little yellow dot in the background, at the other end of the track running one more mile.