Last night, jogging merrily on the dreadmill, keeping out of the cold, decided to finish with a flourish and then as the rollers stopped I looked at the display and it hit me I'd just done a "Brisk 200m" in what was my usual half-mara speed two years ago pre-injury....aaaaargh! It's a long road back and caused a combination of depression, mirth, disbelief as the PE felt quite high. Good indicator of either the work ahead or the shape of things to come! Anyone else had one of those moments? How did you deal with it?