Before work this afternoon, I went out and got a 4.2 mile run in. It took me 34:01 minutes. This comes to an 8:05/mile pace. Click HERE for the map route of my run.
I will take this small form of progress for the first day. I wouldn't call this "The Rebound Run" yet, though. When I get that run in, I will post a picture of Hakeem "The Dream" Olajuwon (great NBA rebounder), not a rather lame picture of me holding a glass of water.
What makes up a Rebound Run? The Rebound Run is not only when you've officially broken the mold, but also when you took that mold, pissed all over it, and then set it on fire. Throw on some Bon Jovi or something. Dance around the flames. I'll know it will be The Rebound Run when it happens. Today wasn't it.
All of us can run four miles. Some of us may have only run as high as one in our lifetime, but think about it this way: If Mel Gibson throws a briefcase of a million dollars on the table, and, in a profanity-laced tirade, tells you that it's yours if you can get your lazy ass off of the sofa and run four miles, couldn't you do it? Not just for the money, but to spite Mel Gibson? Everyone I know who saw Ransom enjoyed it: "GIVE ME BACK MY SON."
Short-term goal for the day: Drink more water.
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