Garminia flaked out on me again. We were outside when I attempted to arouse her. It was no use. Mark took her inside and left her in my office.
Instead of running with Garminia, myPod came to my rescue. It was a nice change. myPod is different from Garminia in many ways. *She* is entertaining. She doesn’t care for the pace and distance stuff, but she will keep the time if I poke and prod her enough. And so I did just that.
In the middle of a busy workday, it is a blessing to get outside for a while. It is a joy to feel the warm sun shine on my skin and a cool breeze blow on sweaty body. I just love it.
Today run wasn’t the best one for Garminia to wimp out on me. I was supposed to run five miles. My first and last mile were to be run at “easy” pace. The middle three were to be run at 8:00-8:15/mile pace. I started off running down the road towards the edge of the golf course. I couldn’t go wrong with the given undefined “easy.” It felt like I was running about 9:00/mile.
I had a good idea of where my one mile point was. I could nearly hear Garminia’s familiar chirp as the spot approached. I picked up the pace to what felt like 8:00/mile.
I listened to the songs that myPod was singing and though about how badly I needed to add some fresh tunes to my collection. I passed a few girls as I neared my turn around point. YaYa’s sleepy voice said, “Go Mom…you’re almost there.” I certainly wasn’t tired of hearing that “song” – it still makes me smile.
The wind was at my back during the return trip. Although I was pretty sure that I was going just as fast, the effort that I had to put out was less. I didn’t want to over do it again so I settled in at a comfortably hard pace. I ran behind another runner. He kept his pace steady. Every once in a while, when the gap between us was closing in, he would sneak a peek behind him.
Now, I was hearing Tom’s voice, “Come on Julie, you can do it. Dig deep.” There was BoBo and DD’s voices too, but I focused on Tom’s words. I was tiring a bit, but I dug deep to keep my competition within my sights. I sure was looking forward to arriving at the spot marking the return to “easy” pace. Within minutes, I was there. I happily slowed down to resume my “easy” pace.
I stretched, showered, and returned to my desk. A few calculations later and I came up with the conclusion that I hit my pace right on. 42 minutes – 2 miles at 9:00/mile = 3 miles in 24 minutes = 8:00/mile
Beautiful :-)
Nicely done!
It’s good to shed the technology once in a while and feel the pace. Nice run!
Nice run. I’m envious of those of you that can get out at lunch time and squeeze in a run. Good job.
such a nice feeling when your body just knows what to do … ! good job!
Woohoo!! Great job!
Great Run!
Perfect Juls! You just keep getting stronger and stronger. Keep it up!
You’re right on the money, honey! p.s. I’m soooo afraid to run with you now …
I don’t know if this happens to you, but when I feel the need to change up music, I then can’t seem to part with any of the songs on it — all bring back good running memories. I guess this is why I have a Rio Cali with a memory stick I can change out!
nice job!
nice job!