I did my first 10 mile run today since January. I enjoyed it, kept up a reasonable pace (for me) of about nine and half minutes per mile. For a while I was hanging around with an ultra running crowd, and I didn’t like it much. It’s all very competitive, people like to tell you how bonkers they must be to do their crazy runs. If it’s not 50 miles over mountains with a grand piano strapped to your back, don’t even mention it.
I am glad to be out of that, I like being in a world where 10 miles is a long run, and afterwards you’re entitled to a muffin and a nap.