I'm in Columbus today and tomorrow....so after the seminar I had some time. BeeeeUUUtiful day here so I decided to run outside. We're right inbetween the airport and the ghetto, so the desk fold suggested I run in sort of a box around the hotel. The van driver said it was about a mile.
I ran....and ran....and my lungs were fine, never out of breath as I took a slow pace....the legs, ankles, feet, and back are just aren't used to the long distance again yet...however I pushed myself to keep going.
After I got back and showered, as we were leaving to go to dinner, I insisted that we drive the "1 mile route" that I ran 4 times. It was 1.8 miles around! 7.2 miles! I knew it was longer than a mile, but guessed (conservatively) at perhaps 1 1/4 or something. I really didn't know how long I was gone until I returned and was pleasantly surprised after we drove it!
This is the second longest I've ever ran, and THE longest I've run since I blew out a disk in my back just over 2 years ago.