We were out of the gate like a dog on a rabbit, Looked down to see a 6:xx pace, only to hear Chuck yelling at me, "Settle, settle!" (like I was said dog), I watched my Garmin tick back into the 7:xxs and decided I was comfortable there. He talked me through the whole thing. Mile 1 was 7:24 and I felt good, but at the half way point we made the turn at the scramble light and it was uphill a bit on McKinley. Mile 2 was 7:49. Quick math says I can do a 9 minute mile and break 25:00. Just then Chuck says "don't settle" - it was like he knew - so we pressed on with him pulling away just enough to get me to go with him. He tells me we are 8:03 on this mile and need to pick it up to press it under 8, and we did! I had a little burst with a quarter mile to go, but decided it was too early. Chuck really wanted me to go, but I knew I couldn't. Once we were inside the stadium I picked it up just a little more and Mile 3 was a 7:46. Now rounding the corner to the finish line I can see the time clock and it still says 23:xx - WE'RE GOING TO BREAK 24! - And we did,

23:44 is the new PR and was good enough for 3rd place male age 30-39! How bout them apples!
To celebrate - we went for a 10 mile run! Yes, I'm serious!