Gimblett Loop

I felt light tonight running the Gimblett Loop; only pushed it a little right at the end, literally the final 20 yards, to break 47 minutes. Don't ask why. I ran it in 46:58, with splits of 9:46, 9:55, 9:12, 9:26, and 8:39.

This morning I did a sprint routine similar to yesterday on the Levy Loop. I think it took a little over 24 minutes. This speed infatuation has come about in a bit of flash, though maybe somewhere in the recesses it's been there all along. Speed was the source of my first athletic success, almost unappreciated at the time, as a second grader at Chena Elementary. Recalling now, for the first time I think, I see a hazy view of a gymnasium and a shrug at beating all the boys in a sprint. I was from that point until people stopped measuring always at least nearly the fastest. So here I am for a moment trying to recapture the firmament of all I once was as a runner and will give it at least a good week of my interest.

Tomorrow I plan to drive to St. Louis. Jim has tickets for the Cardinals-Astros game on Thursday afternoon. I plan to leave for Richard's farm on Saturday morning, and return to Levy after I attend dad's Methodist church service on Sunday. I hope to run enough to at least partially balance all the food. My goal is to eat $25 worth at Busch Stadium. I'm not sure that's possible.