Not a long distance runner, but it was 6:00. It could've been less had I actually been doing it for time.
I used to run track and I miss it so damn much. Damn, I'll even take the pain of shin splints again if it meant me getting back on the track. I miss the sound of the powder gun, the smell of Tiger Balm, the roar of the crowd, the sense of family you shared with the team. I want to run again.
