The past week I can't help notice that folks jog by me looking as if they felt like getting a few miles in. They have all the appropriate gear on. Not super lean and mean, but they are getting in some aerobic work on a regular basis. Problem is I am running and it perplexes me. The Nova SS days with a 396 are forever gone. I have the straight 250.
I banged out 11 today at a moderate effort and it yielded 8:51 pace. The days I could stand on my head and spit nickels and run a couple minutes...heck one minute a mile faster have been hidden forever. Jammed in some place I'll never reach, tighter than a thumb up a pigs nose. I guess part of the reason I run ultras is piling up miles is useful if you want to quasi compete at 50 miles. I know I can only expect modest times and that's okay. At least I feel like I'm doing the homework.
Also, I never had 396 like wheels...ever. But the comparison is real. All in a perfectly legal and binding sense.