The last time I ran a single mile, for a time, with any competitive edge, was in high school.  In American high-school (at least when I went which was quite a few years ago now, but still feels like just yesterday) we had to run a mile each year, as a measure of your basic fitness level.  I’ll never forget one year, coming off track and field season, and feeling fit.  I ran that year’s mile in 7 minutes and 30 seconds (or there abouts). I was 16 years old and bloody proud of it.  Fast forward 20+ years, and an opportunity to run another mile race cropped up.

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