So I felt totally awesome when I made my time! Seven miles in one hour, two minutes, fifty-four seconds. I was happy to see that the Running Calculator provided by the Cleveland Clinic shares my enthusiasm. When I typed in my numbers to find out how many calories I burned on my run, the calculator had this comment:
Can you read that? It says "You're the running world's Lance Armstrong!"
Haha. Such an exaggeration but hey, I'll take what I can get. I guess they felt it was more inspirational than "You're the running world's average 30-year-old!", which would be more accurate. Or they could have gone with "You're the running world's you!", which has a comforting self-help ring to it, but which fails to really impress.
Just for fun, I started typing in a bunch of numbers. At 6 miles I get "Now that's what I'm talkin' about!" and for anything over 8 miles I get "Woah...The pavement's starting to melt!" Turns out I'm only Lance Armstrong between miles 7 and 8, which is a relief. Sure, it felt glamorous at first, but after a while the pressure of being a celebrity athlete wears you down.
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Happy birthday, Kenji! It was on the 15th, but... Beijinhos, Joao, Vasco, Beatriz e Mariana
Careful though. If you get overzealous typing those miles in, the computer might just accuse you of steroid use ... In a cheery, indirect sort of way of course. Like "Atta boy Alicia!!", or something. ;O)
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