That’s the record. On September 5, 2015 I ran a mile faster than I had since high school. It was a great feeling…
The thing about setting a record is that it suddenly puts everything you’ve done and will do in perspective. Prior to September 5, 2015 I had run some 190 miles on my NikeRun app. Some of those miles were run as I was “getting back into shape” or as I was dealing with minor injuries. The rest, however, were miles run by a younger Mike. At 35 years old I shouldn’t be setting new records. Every time the voice on my app announced a time higher than 7:55 he was announcing my wasted potential.
It’s even worse on this end of it.
Some 65 miles since I set that record and none of them have come close to 7:55. Every run a failure to live up to what I can accomplish.
My best is not behind me. I completely believe that someday, hopefully soon, I’m going to crush that 7:55 and turn that record into just another mile. Maybe I’ll even get myself under 7 minutes.
And then the whole thing will start again.