People who golf want to shoot their age, but 63 would only get me two-thirds of the way around the course.
I considered running 63 miles, but thought I might not make it to work on time (next week).
So, I ran 6.3 miles. That was easy enough to do, but it got me to thinking that if I'm still running when I'm 90, that 9.0-mile run might be a little tough.I'll probably be retired by then, so at least I'll have all day to do it.
I'll have to check this out, but I think I burned a few extra calories today just because my Garmin watch knew I'd gone from 62 to 63 years old.
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Last week, almost by accident, I recorded my highest weekly mileage of the year: 34 miles. It happened because I ran 8 miles on Sunday instead of my usual 4-6, then ran every day but one because I was unable to throw in more than one day of riding.
I haven't run any distance real fast yet, but I have had a couple outings averaging under 9 min. per mile. My rehab'ed foot sometimes gets a little puffy after longer or faster runs, but it's nothing that a little ice can't handle.
2 comments:
Way to go, Rob, celebrating your birthday in a significant fashion. Good thing you didn't run the 63 miles. A number of years ago I had a running friend who ran 60 miles on his 60th birthday and died of a heart attack. Well, actually he had the heart attack two years later, but still!
Rob, you big pussy! Next year, we expect you to run the full 64 miles!
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