You’re always hearing things like that. Blue is the new black. 30 is the new 20. 40 is the new 30. Blah blah blah. Well now I have one. Eight is the new five. That’s right, people. Now running 8 miles is just as easy as running 5 miles used to be. Keeping with that, 5 miles is the new 3. Woohoo.
My run last night was amazing. Well…after the first couple of miles. They sucked ass. My legs were tired and it was hot. Really hot. Once I hit the beach, I made myself slow down a bit and relax. Turns out that I was running a bit “fast”. Yeah. Also the beach was pretty much in the shade and there was a nice cool breeze. I stopped thinking about 8 miles and enjoying my run. It was awesome.
The best part was running back towards the house. I was feeling really good and ran up on a lady. It was a lady that I had seen a couple of times in the neighborhood. Always running in the grass with the WORST pronation that I had ever seen. She was running in a pair of…I don’t know. Aerobic shoes? Anyway, she was pronating like crazy. One day I couldn’t take it anymore and told her she needed to get some real shoes. I didn’t mention what running store I worked in or anything. She tried to do the whole these shoes have been fine for me. Why do I have to have special shoes? Blah blah blah.
Well…last night she stopped me and showed me her new pair of Brooks. And you know what she said? “You were right. I feel so much better. Thanks!” That put a smile on my face and I finished the last mile of my run around 10:30. Did you read that? I dropped a 10:30 in my last mile. On an 8 miler!!!!!!
It feels so good to be back to normal. I cannot wait until I start running under 10 for all of my miles. Woohoo!!
Go Deena!!!!!
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