In junior high, in 8th grade, I had to participate in a fitness test. One of the requirements (I remember this clearly and with deep shame) was to run a mile. After twelve minutes and forty-seven second of running and walking a flat course, I finished last in my class. It was official: in the entire seventh grade, I was the slowest.
Today, during my morning workout, I finished two miles in nineteen minutes and forty-two seconds. So I was going slightly faster than a ten-minute mile. I ran the whole way. So it’s now official. My 37-year-old self is more fit and physically active than my 13-year-old self.
It also means than any improvement beyond this point is gravy. Rich, delicious gravy with lots of giblets and goodies, but gravy nonetheless.
no gravy, it just slows you down…
Awesome!! Congratulations on this achievement…not only will you feel better, you’ll be able to do more!
I’m so happy for you 🙂
Congratulations!
I am 16lbs from a similarly memorable mark as an 11-year-old.
I empathize, congratulate and celebrate with you!!!!!
Well done 🙂