Hey, you.

Gah! I have nothing today, so I’ll write about my run this morning. Sad, yes?

Lessee: I ran for thirty minutes. The end.

Okay, there’s more to it than that. A little, I guess.

Have you ever watched one of those sci-fi movies, where they have a computer, and you know it’s a computer because it has a thousand blinking lights on the front, and you stare at the blinking lights and (besides thinking that this is an annoyingly long run-on sentence), you try and see if you can tell a pattern, because the guy in the movie can look at the lights and tell exactly how many pounds of thrust are in a tootsie roll pop?

Yeah?

Well, I looked at my running log to try and see a pattern. You know, to see if I’m getting faster, stronger, worth six million dollars. That sort of thing.

On Friday, I wrote:

38 minutes, 2.9 miles, to save you the math that is 13.10/mile or 4.6 mph.

And I know I was a little dehydrated. And today (Monday) was my short day, thirty minutes, but here’s how I did:

30 minutes, 2.5 miles, 12.00/mile or 5 mph.

I don’t want to get all excited (it’s just a run), but it seems my time is getting better. I was looking back at the last couple weeks and this is my first 5 mph run since the 21st of August, which practically killed me (I had a time walking home from that run) and my heart rate averaged 20 13 beats per minute less, and well inside my aerobic range this morning. I could have kept running, but my time was up 🙂

I’ll try and think of something more exciting to cover for my next entry…