I just got in from a track workout and let me tell you, it was not pretty.  I haven’t done intervals in ages.  Not counting the odd time I step on the track to “start training” again, only to fail to string more than a couple of weeks together, it’s been nearly five years since I’ve worked out in earnest.  My 2×1600, and 2×800  (had set out to do 3×1600 but needed that mental trick to get it done) were done in 6:40, 6:35, 3:10, 3:11.  I know, know, know I shouldn’t compare these with the workouts I did when I was fit (and younger) but I did used to run 6 mile tempos on the track between 6:20-6:25.  And I can’t run one that fast now? Ug!  So I need to turn this into being inspired to keep going and not being depressed into giving up.  The whole time I’m huffing and puffing around the oval the number  40 keeps ringing in my head.  I can’t let that be a mental barrier to me.  It’s stupid and I know it.  So now I am home and icing my hammy and hoping to have a good running week and maybe run some km repeats next time.  Here’s to masters running!