Record Low

After two days off, I thought tonight's run would be much better. I learned that I need to be much more patient. While the soreness has more or less worn off, and my legs did feel stronger, I was still horribly out of breath and far too winded. Probably getting ahead of myself, I decided to go ahead and time my mile. As I said in my last post, my first task is to run the same mile-long route over and over until it gets easy. I figured by the third run it would start to get easy. And I was wrong. My wife was my official timer, and she clocked my mile at 9:36. Ouch! I've never had a slower mile on record. It was a giant wake-up call. I now know just how high the mountain I'm trying to climb is. One of my goals is to break my mile PR set fifteen years ago of 5:28. I've essentially got to shave over four minutes off my mile! As discouraging as tonight's run was, I'm simultaneously determined to repair the damage my years of inactivity have caused. If I can get that 9:36 down to a 9:26 by tomorrow, then I'm making progress and I'll be content.