I've been running consistent miles lately. I start at a pace, and I'm able to stick with it. Perhaps I should try to run a marathon by starting off at a 6:30 pace.
So I was running down the street (either I'm about to start a rap song or a country western song), and I see this guy that's in my brother-in-law's ward. I don't know his name, but he was instrumental in my BIL's baptism. Anyway, he saw me and said, "Hi Burt." Now I have to figure out what his name is and commit it to memory.
At the 4.5 mile point I saw this guy running on the opposite of Val Vista. He's got to be in his late 50's, but he had a great pace going. We simultaneously waved at each other. Now, had he been on my city block, I would have been a bit jealous. I own my block. People can run on it, but they're not allowed to be faster than me. But as it was, I was quite to content to let him own the adjacent city block. And by the way, people can run on my city block, but stay the heck off my street. You better believe that when I see someone running on my street, I immediately go out and give them the hardest stare down they've ever had.
Time - 44:21 (avg. pace 8:09)
Splits - 8:09, 8:10, 8:14, 8:09, 7:58, 3:41 for 0.44 (8:19 pace)