This post is a bit of a personal update.
I've written here before about how I've started running with my wife. It started on the indoor track at the gym, and later I started jogging on my own. I've grown to like it; it's a good exercise, it helps me to wake up in the morning, and while I still prefer cycling, I integrated jogging into my personal program.
Yesterday, I was up at 5am, went running, and instead of taking a slow go around the neighborhood, I did something a little different: I ran straight out for one mile, turned around, and came back the same way. I timed it, too. I ran 2 miles in 19 minutes.
That felt great. I hadn't broken a 10-minute mile before. I know it's nothing to sneeze at, but with my knees, I think I can feel a bit pumped about it. I feel even better that I barely broke a sweat running it. I guess 18 months of slow jogging has finally paid off.
Is there any deeper message here? Nope. I did this strictly for myself, and I liked it. On my next run, I'll still do a slow go around the neighborhood, but I'll start it out differently from now on: with one mile straight out, at as fast a pace as I can manage. Let's see if I can ever hit a 4 minute mile.
