The Big Fish
I have to make a confession. I told a whopper.
I didn’t intend to.
Ya know how little boys grown up men are when they go fishing? Me neither, because we don’t fish. But I’ve heard stories. Men come home from a fishing trip and say, “It was thiiiis big!” as they stretch their arms out wider and wider.
Or they say, “It was two feet long,” when in fact it was really only, say, one-and-a-half.
Okay, remember how I said I ran two miles the other day? Well, I did it again yesterday, only this time I had the correct watch on, and I ran it in 21 minutes. Which for me is not possible. At all. The last time I ran a 5k, and I’ll grant you it was several years ago, I think I was doing about a 14 minute mile. Or worse. No way I just up and ran a 10.5 minute mile.
So I emailed the cross country coach again to verify the distance. He replied back that it was about two miles. Hmmmm….
So today the gates that are normally shut to traffic on the golf-course road I ran, happened to be open. And I happened to drive the course.
One-and-one-half miles, almost exactly.
So I didn’t mean to exaggerate–to tell a fish-tale–but I did. I ran 1.5 miles two days ago. And again yesterday.
I’m still pleased as punch, even if my fish was a little smaller than previously stated!
May 8th, 2008 at 7:50 pm
Hi…I’m a regular reader (in Google Reader) but wanted to comment here. Been there, done that.
Map my run is a tool that I use on a regular basis. You can map out your route on a map that looks like google maps and tells you how long the route is. If you have a “real” road in the golf course, it might be there…if you drove on trails, maybe not. Hope it helps you a little
May 8th, 2008 at 10:18 pm
Eh, no biggie. It’s still great.