Thursday, January 29, 2009

I will run that 8 minute mile, dammit.

This is a totally random post knowing that I have about 3 other planned posts that I have yet to write, but I am so excited that I cannot resist. Some of you are aware of a certain "8 minute mile" that has tormented me for over a decade now but for those of you that are not here is some background: 

Picture this, 15 year old Jess, a Sophomore at Sabino High School trying out for the softball team (please do not laugh at my bangs, huge glasses or excessively baggy jeans).  

I started playing softball at the very late age of 14 after giving up a lifetime of soccer (which I still regard as a ridiculous decision but that is a whole other post).  At first, I found myself a bit intimidated to be playing with people that had been playing their whole lives but as the season progressed I began to hold my own, finding my position at third base and my place on the team. 

With only one year of experience under my belt, I decided to try out for my high school team.  I knew that my chances were slim as Sabino was somewhat of a softball powerhouse but I went for it anyway.  Tryouts went surprisingly well and I was feeling pretty good at mid-week until I found out that I would need to run the mile in 8 minutes or less to make the team.  It is beyond me as to why this was necessary as I doubt I have ever run more than 100 meters at any one time while playing softball, but who was I to argue.  We had a few chances but no matter how hard I tried I could barely crack the 9-minute mark.  I didn't make the team and although I may not have made it anyway, the 8 minute mile has haunted me ever since.  Discouraged but not defeated, I kept playing softball through the rest of high school and in college as opportunities presented themselves - I got better each year but never had the courage to try out again.

A few months ago I finally was able to run the mile in 8 minutes flat.  At the time, I thought that was enough to help me get over it but it has still continued to bug me.  After tonight though, I think I may finally be able to move on with my life.   I ran the mile in 7 minutes and 13 seconds.  As I jogged home from the track I thought to myself “I will run that 8-minute mile, dammit” - now I just have to start playing softball again.  After a hiatus of five years I am somewhat frightened that all of my skills have faded but I think it is worth a shot...