Run Report #1

just got back from my inaugural run.
if i can do that, i can do anything.
pre-run warm-up: massive steak, crab claws, bread, 4 beers.
1st mile: SUCKED. thought i was going to have a heart attack. amazed at how superman greg felt so crappy running. left hip felt like it was about to fall out. note to self: practicing extreme gymastic splits and distance running is not good combo.
2nd mile: at grandpa pace (see attached graph), thought about turning around. then committed. will make the circuit. doesn't matter how fast or slow. only rule: must be running. which, remembering from high school, means that only one foot can be in contact with ground at any one time and there must be a brief period of aerial hop between footsteps. got it.
3rd mile: unremarkable. except that it was uphill.
4th mile: still uphill, and amazingly i started to run faster and feeling stronger. deep long breaths. angina gone. hip felt much better and lubed.
5th mile. kind of like this. smiling like a maniac at passing cars. decide my race moniker will be "trailbeast"

did i mention? conditions: late at night on side of roads in massive thunder & lightning storm.
advantage: can drool and spit on my chin and is immediately washed off by rain.
super advantage: 96 degrees in the shade here this summer. remarkably cooler in rain.

Tomorrow: 10!

Oh, this was 4.6 in 46 minutes. I know. pace will improve. promise.