Monday, February 6, 2012

Great run

We had a hot double date this past weekend with my brother D and his wife J. D always threatens that he's going to run with me, but because he's something like 6'4", I try to avoid having him (inevitably) kick my butt.

Until this weekend. I told him I shouldn't run far, because I had ten miles (a very long run for me, at this stage in the game) scheduled for the next day.

He said he didn't think he could do more than a mile, so it was perfect. One mile before we hit a tasting party would be perfecto!

Now usually, my pace varies, from 9:00 to 9:45, sometimes even 10:00. For this mile, though, I kicked it up a couple of notches, sending D a clear signal that I was gonna be the one kicking his bootie, and not the other way around.

We finished the mile in 8:51, a personal record I haven't hit since high school. Total score.

He might give me a run for my money at Bay to Breakers in May!

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