run time status

We ran six miles today at a ten-point-two-minute mile, jibber jabbering until we had to pull it out at the end for negative splits. Whew. Those silences really remind me I have a heart, I have lungs, that I live in eager physicality. I dipped into the mental jukebox for some driving force and what do you think I came back with but "Open All Night." Springsteen. Know it? A good one.

My marathon times have gone from 5:30 to 5 to 4:45 (each to the minute) and it looks like 4:30 is a reasonable Napa goal with my compadres pushing me along. Bruce would call that an "all-set cobra jet creepin' through the nighttime."