So there I was just 5 or 10 minutes in to my run. I heard it for the first time. The sounds of foot falls getting closer. Usually when I run I am alone on the streets. Today I ran on a parkway.

I looked behind me and a young very fit college girl was coming up fast. As she passed we exchanged hellos.


But then it happened. Something inside me said you can keep up. (yeah right) But I think with out thinking about it I picked up my pace. No where near hers but still faster than normal. I wanted to catch her. But knowing I could not I happily/unhappily stayed behind. But I enjoyed the run anyway.

I think I caught a taste of what an actual race may be like.

Bring it on.

Now I just got to get in better shape.