The Mile

Mile time trials made me anxious and super nervous ever since my high school cross country days.  I was even more jittery about running the mile than any of the races, and I'm not sure why.  Maybe it was because I was afraid I wouldn't live up to my expectations or just not push myself hard enough.  Well, today was a mile run on the track with Travis and Goober...and I.Was.Nervous. 

Guess what?  My nerves--and my wicked awesome pink/black Saucony Kilkennys--made the mile worth it.  PR worth it.  

6:54 to be exact.

The finish.
Please ignore my spandex...and bad arm form.

Well, hello "Under-7-Minutes!"  I'm not sure I've ever seen you before in my mile time trials!  HECK YEAH!  During the entire run I made sure not even to take a glance at Gus the Garmin.  Not once.  When I beeped Gus to a stop at the end of four laps I looked at his bland digital face and did a little schoolgirl squeal.  EEK!  

"Under SEVEN!" I exclaimed to a waiting Trav.  Add a little happy dance and my track workout was complete.  Ahhhhh.  So amazing, that feeling of accomplishment. 

And to think I doubted myself.

Just remember you CAN do it.  But you have to get out there first...

Trav & I post-mile. He did well too!

Our adorable cheerleader, Goober