Ten and a half is a beatiful thing!

I haven't timed a run in ages because I'm stop watch challenged. I forget to bring it, or forget to start or stop it, or accidentally reset it in the middle of my run, so I usually don't bother.

This boy and I are running 5k's together this summer (sans the tux).

In the past I have struggled to break a twelve minute mile (yup, I'm nothing if not speedy). But lately, I've been pushing to lengthen my stride, literally, not in the figurative LDS sense. I had no idea if it had made a difference.

This morning, Michael and I hit the pavement for a two miler, stop watch in hand. I remembered to start it, put it in my pocket to prevent resetting and, miracles of miracles, actually remembered to stop it at the end of the run. And guess what? We ran two miles in exactly twenty-one minutes. A ten and a half minute mile is a beatiful thing!