Itty bitty run!
4 Mar
After two weeks, I tried to get back in the swing on Saturday. Except I had a dilemma: My niece Janiece is seeing a personal trainer who’s making her do stuff that I want to do. He reminds me of a Marine soccer coach I used to have, who I’d meet at the park for him to, essentially, abuse the heck out of me with drills, sprinting, etc. So on Saturday, I decided to test my one mile on the treadmill. I came in at BARELY under a nine-minute mile (8:59), and I had to hoss just to get that. I can do better than that, ugh. I haven’t done a dead-run for that distance in a long time. Problem is, this has zero to do with long-distance training, which I’m allegedly trying to do. I worked out, too, incorporating some things Janiece has been learning. But all that was Saturday, and it’s now Tuesday. Wednesday night, I gotta get back on the wagon — or get off of it, as it were. I haven’t signed up for Big D yet. I need to check into that (and decide for sure-for sure if I’m doing it or not).
