Them thar hills: week 3, workout 2

I'm getting impatient with my lack of speed. Also, I like variety (read: bore easily), so I decided to try something different today.

I rode my bike to the park and ran up a steep hill 10 times, then rode the bike back home. (Uphill.) Even on the switchbacks, it was definitely an incline, and the path is kind of uneven. Even if I'd been able to run faster, I couldn't really go too fast because I didn't want to fall and twist an ankle.

I forgot my watch, so I have no idea how long that took. Maybe 45 minutes. I didn't go very fast, but I made it. As I bicycled home, at least two runners passed me. On foot. I hope they feel smug, because I sure don't. I mean, I'm pleased that I finished the workout, but I'm still annoyed at how slow my body insists on being. I hope that it gets better soon, because at this rate I'll never manage a 4-hour marathon.

waaah. Whine. I want to be a graceful greyhound, not a lumbering clod. Seriously. There is no good reason why I ought to be this slow. I'm not old, I'm not overweight, I'm not broken. I know I'll get faster gradually, but I want to get more faster now. plzkthx.