Today at work, I was telling my buddy the lieutenant about the Summer 2015 Run Streak.  “Yesterday was the first day,” I said.  “I ran one mile in 11 minutes and 11 seconds.  That was the first time I did any running since last November.”

“Eleven minutes to do a mile?” he said with apparent surprise.  “That’s all it takes?”  He seemed to be under the impression that finishing a mile in eleven minutes was a pretty quick feat– like practically no time at all.

“Thanks,” I told him.  “I’m glad you think so.  Because in a few months, I’m going to have to do 13 of those in a row.”