Garminia perched on the front of the treadmill. She watched my feet turn over and over as the belt moved along. I was just getting warmed up. Garminia has not used her alarmist modes on me in a while. I am overly sensitive to that these days. Instead, she sat quietly displaying my heartrate for me to see.
Initially, my heartrate was in the 120s. It stayed at that rate despite my body’s response of “ugh.” I was still just getting warmed up as the first mile passed. Apparently, it was going to take me a while.
At around mile 3, I noticed that the “ugh” feeling was gone. Now, I was just bored and that was okay.
I ran for nearly 9 miles, but should have ran at least 10 miles. I figured that my colleagues might notice if I took a 2-hour lunch…especially if I was also leaving early for grief support.