I feel like I have written a similar point in the past. And I probably have. Case in point- the nice line of bruises running up my spine from backing into the side of a door last week. I have mad skills like that. 🙂
After getting off work on Tuesday, I headed to the gym. I wanted to run but wasn’t looking forward to the treadmill. I remembered my Garmin this time so I decided to see how it did tracking distance again. I just put my phone on the treadmill screen/ display- what do you call that? Every year it seems like it takes me a while to adjust to the treadmill. I always feel a little sore when I first start running. It wears off around a mile in but it’s still kind of odd.
I wasn’t feeling quite up to speed work but I decided to try to run as steady a pace as possible. I wanted to see how far I could get before taking a walk break. My lungs and my stomach behaved, woo hoo! Looking at my splits later, it was kind of like a mini tempo run. At least for what is my pace these days. 🙂 Barring a few issues, I ran 3.5 miles straight.
As for the calamity? I wanted to run but I was having issues. I kept the pace around 5.9 most of the time but kept punching the front of the treadmill. At one point, I over balanced and had to pull myself out of a fall. I think my arms were doing a little pin wheel at this point. I righted myself, upped the speed a bit and kept plugging on. Apparently my legs were feeling really good and wanted to go faster because I continued to run into the front of the treadmill. So much so that I accidentally punched the stop button and the treadmill came to a halt. How I didn’t smash my face against the front, I have no idea.
I managed to get the treadmill started fairly quickly and grabbed a drink of water while bringing it back up to speed. I shouldn’t multitask. The lid to water bottle went flying over a few treadmills and landed next to the ellipticals. Seriously?! I powered on for another mile before hitting what would have been mile 4 before I had to start over. I decided to start my cool down but instead of hitting the speed button I hit the cord from my ear buds and knocked my phone down. I watched it bounce on the treadmill and then slide offonto the ground. Ugh. Now I also had the attention of everyone running on the treadmills to my right. In my efforts to slow down, I once again hit stop. By the time I came to a stop, someone else had picked up my phone and handed it to me. Thank you, kind stranger.
I decided I was done for the night. I called it at 4 miles and just stretched out. I was worried about not cooling down properly but I was taking the hint. From everything I had seen on the machine readout and my Garmin, they pretty much matched minus my stop issue in the middle. I didn’t look at my splits until later and when I did I was kind of happy. I also noticed that I must have hit the split button at some point but don’t remember doing it. All I see is that outside of my warm up, my average pace was under 10. Woo hoo!!! I haven’t seen that in months!
I came to find a delivery. I’ve had a few fun mail days lately. First I ordered a few books. I am looking forward to reading 80/20. Then I found out that my 25k in January only has one aid station. I had to reassess the fueling situation, so I ordered myself a little something- well it’s not exactly small-I haven’t decided about it yet. I really wanted pockets on the front and while I got those, I am wondering about how comfortable it will be.
How has your week been?
Ever feel achy on a treadmill?
Ever punch a treadmill? Or worse- fall off?
Ever use a vest like this? Thoughts?
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