Slow, slow, a bit quicker, slow: that’s my pace. So I consulted an expert
It’s only this year that I learned “PB” stands for “personal best”, and that runners sometimes make progress by measuring their speed over a mile. And it was some time before I successfully managed to time my PB – reason being, I didn’t want to. I knew it would be quite slow, and it was.
The first mile I measured, I did in eight minutes and 40 seconds. I wasn’t about to break any records. But here’s the thing: the next day it was slower (nine minutes, 15 seconds). “Ah, you’re about to break that famous milestone, the 10-minute mile,” said my Mr, with the sensitivity for which he is famed. A rest day, then a third shot: nine minutes and 5 seconds. If anything, this was the most demoralising of all: getting slower every day? At least that’s comical. Getting slower, then fractionally faster, but still nowhere near as fast as you were at your not-terribly-fast beginning: it’s just tragic, frankly.
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