Moving along like an 'ole C-130

When I asked why it was taking so long to get to our destination during an AF C-130 flight back in 1998, a seasoned Crew Chief said to me, "yeah, well, we fly slower than drool."

That's basically how my 8 mile run went yesterday.... long and slow. It's quite possible that I could have power walked faster. Slower than drool aside, who is this girl who can now run 8 continuous miles? Back in mid-December when I started this whole thing, I could barely run 1/4 mile without feeling completely out of breath. To be able to run 8 miles without feeling like my lungs are on fire completely amazes me. I am proud.

Of course, I did break the cardinal 10% rule and my knees are thanking me for it this morning. My longest runs prior to yesterday have only been 6 miles. I had planned to only do 7 miles yesterday; however, when I hit 7 I was still a good mile out from home. Instead of walking back like a good runner who cares about her body, I just kept running. Call me Forrest Gump.

I've been thinking about Adidas' new ad this morning: Our short runs used to be our long runs. It's funny how this happens. I think 8 miles will be my 'long' run for a while though; or at least until I start thinking about training for an Oly.

Today is a swim day... my knees will be happy once again.

ORN 3-31-08: 8 miles

OSN 4-10-08: 1800 yds (1 mile)