You know how when you're crossing a street and it's obvious a car is waiting for you to finish crossing so they can turn? It's human nature to speed up to get out of their way as quickly as possible, right? Well, I've noticed in recent years in that situation that I couldn't actually run very well. Or if I *did* run, just that short distance, I'd be out of breath and feel that "run" in my shins and other body parts for quite a while afterward. Sad. Except not so much any more! You know what I can do now? I can actually sprint across the street. A real, honest-to-goodness sprint! And I can keep running after I cross it. Or stop running and resume walking ... without being any more out of breath than I was on the other side of the street. Which is pretty remarkable to me :)
Oh, and my reward for doing 8 miles? I saw three deer at Mile 5!
They were super close. Seriously. Cars were slowed down, people were taking pictures ... it was amazing.