Two Miles

I ran two miles today.  

I'd been hoping for three, and I'm not sure if it was my lungs or legs that let me down today.  My shins were ok, but two miles just seems to be all that I'm conditioned enough for at the moment.

This is frustrating to me, but I remember running the mile during my senior year of high school.  It did not go so well.  I ran an 8-minute mile, but I was completely dead.  I was a decent athlete in high school, with even a year on the (JV, I should say) basketball team, but  I couldn't run distances at all.

I remember afterward, as I sucked in precious oxygen as fast as I could, chatting with one of track (or maybe cross country) kids who was in my gym class.  He seemed utterly unfazed by the mile.  I asked him if he ran the mile in competition.  "No", he replied, "the two mile."

This distance was incomprehensible to me.

I ran two miles today.