I had a quick run today.
After my fantastic 50 minutes this weekend I had to do a mere 2 x 9.
For the first time I felt a little something like speed.
I ran on the treadmill and at 7 minutes I had covered 1/2 a mile. Which I went on to to count would mean a 14 minute mile which would mean an 84 minute race which would be less than the 100 minutes I've been imagining.
The logical part of my brain knows I couldn't keep that pace and that the machine is always off but the, wouldn't it be nice, part of my brain imagined not running for almost 2 hours and finishing in under 1 and 1/2 hours and running with something like speed.
I have gone from wondering if I could finish to wondering how fast I can finish. Love that!