Where did you run today? Now there's a question you don't often hear.
That's how most of us would feel. But the sport has a few deviants without consciences.
His name, Buzz, fits. He can buzz along at 40 miles an hour when his genetic memory moves him.
That time is important. It gives a comforting illusion of permanence not found in running by the mile.
They trained mostly by time periods, checking their pace for known distance only on special occasions.
Yet the home courses are where you spend dozens to hundreds of hours a year. You must choose them well.
Time means a great deal to every runner. It means everything to me, because most days miles don't count; only minutes do.
A course never quite looks the same way twice. The combinations of weather, season, light, feelings and thoughts that you find there are ever-changing.
The natural urge when running a distance is to push harder and finish sooner - to race against time. Every second behind a deadline is a little defeat.
I've lived nearby since 1981 and probably have averaged one run a week there. That's more than 1000 repetitions, and I have yet to tire of this course.