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.”