6's & 7'S
and all things crazy
I hear people talk about pacing while running. I assume that has something to do with speed, and not the kind that gives you a quick pick me up. So as I conclude my third week of my latest new hobby, running, I thought it would be a good time to think about speed and pace and to decide if I have either of these.
First of all, I'm not sure I should call it running. Running brings to mind a gazelle, leaping through tall grass, not a Tyrannosaurus Bearallina flat footing the concrete. Jogging, however, I think can be counted as any forward movement that involves jiggling, and there is a lot of that going on.
So how fast do I jog?
You know when you are dreaming, and your feet are churning like a hamster on a wheel, but you aren't really moving? Yeah, I'm slower than that.
Have you ever tied your legs together at the ankles and tried to move? Yeah, I'm slower than that, too.
Yes, Heinz ketchup flows from the bottle like an arterial bleed compared to my speed.
I won't be able to outrun the zombies when they attack.
But it isn't necessarily about speed. It's pace. Maintaining whatever speed is comfortable, and that, I have down pat.
So, for those that are keeping track, my goal is to run a 5K by November. Since I'm barely to C, I'm not counting in K's yet, but in minutes.
End of week three=13 minutes.
Not bad for a dinosaur.
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