A Running Post

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I adore running, I have kinda neglecting my normal routine of 15 miles a week lately due to work. But however I just love it. I went into the gym this morning to use the treadmill. I get there the same time this girl did about 7 AM. We start I always aim for a 10 minute mile with a 3-5 mile run. We start at the same time. Well I finish at 3 miles, and I had a 9:15 mile which is decent. I see her getting off, after about 15 minutes, and I said, " Finished?"

Her responce, " Yeah, I have a 5:30 second mile run."

You people with a 5 or 6 minute mile make me sick, and envious of your abilities at the same time.................

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