Holy Crap! Did I just do that?
Anyhow... so after a brief warm-up, I start my mile time trial and I'm not really feeling my mojo. My running mojo that is. My "other" mojo was good to go the night before (grin). While I'm running, I'm thinking to myself "this is totally not the best I can do." I keep running. I have to loop around our neighborhood block which is about a half mile and there's a street hockey game going on. I realize I'll have to intercept that game twice to complete my mile. Damn. I swerve around the kids because unless I want to hurdle their bikes on the sidewalk I don't have much of an option. Then I see my neighbor walking out of his garage looking stupified at my shoes (I'm wearing my VFFs). Shit. He's going to ask me about my shoes! Damn. So as I whiz by him, he yells out "Why are you running in your socks?!" I mutter something completely unintelligible about "running for time" to him in response. What the fuck?? Come on, people! I keep running. Next thing I know this giraffe-like teenager is flying off the curb on his skateboard landing within inches of me literally almost taking me down. I had to veer to the left to avoid catastrophe. I seriously felt like I was in a video game. That near skateboard fiasco? 100 points easily. By the time I was down to my last quarter mile I had to push hard to keep up my pace. Maybe it was the adrenalin of all the near misses that did it, but when I finally reached the end of the mile loop I looked down at my watch and it read 7:42. Holy shit! Maybe my watch was broken and not measuring time accurately. I haven't ran that fast since high school! I could not believe I ran a mile THAT fast. Seriously?
Some of you might be thinking..."7:42? Meh. I can do that." Well, I'm sure a lot of people can, especially if a mile is ALL you're doing, but you have to understand that its been a long time since I've been able to run fast without pain. Pain in my left knee or (most recently) the pain in my left achilles. Once I feel that pain, I immediately back off. I'm convinced that's what's kept me mostly together for the better part of my life, the backing off part. Its also what's kept me from running distances of more than two miles for most of my adult life as well.
So not only was my mile time trial fast, but it was also painless. And, that, my friends, is nothing less than stellar accomplishment for me.
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