Who was that girl who just ran a 11 minute mile?! That’d be me! Today I had to run my “long run.” You know, the one that got put off on Sunday and totally sandbagged on Monday. Well part of the training includes an occasional “magic mile” portion to test my pacing ability. I’ve never been an especially speedy runner. Barely sub-10 minute miles is really all I’ve ever accomplished consistently. But I’m thrilled that this early in the effort I was able to hit an 11 minute mile. It bodes well my friend. It bodes well.
Also, when I went to the gym to change for the run, I got a good look at my backside in my pants. Why didn’t someone tell me I was bagging so badly?! (I’m lookin’ at you. You know who you are.) So I am now, officially, wearing my size 16s. At least my old size 16s. My newer ones still fit strangely. Same pant, same size, different fit. Seriously Gap?! (pause to give the Gap the stink-eye.)
(Exit stage left doing happy dance in size 16s.)