I'll call it 7

I got out this morning for about one hour. I was supposed to do 8 miles, so I'm sure I fell short of that, but schedules are tight, you know? One hour got me back home in time to participate in the kids' t-ball and little league opening day.

I was slow and steady on the way out, did a couple of telephone pole-length "sprints" (if there's such thing as a slow spring) at the turnaround point and finished strong. My back lap of the out and back was a full minute shorter than my out, and that's including about a minute's worth of stretching on the back. I was pleased with that. It really is necessary for me to go out slow.

12 still on tap for tomorrow.