After a period of separation, Garminia have decided to reunite once more. I have to admit, I did not fully appreciate just how much motivation she provided me with until after she was gone. It is true, she had her faults, but who doesn’t.
We are beginning cautiously. She swears that she has changed. She even got a face lift to try to convince me of it. Ms. Garminia, as she is now called, insists that she is more reliable than the Garminia that I sent packing. I am keeping an open mind, but remain skeptical.
Tonight was the first time for Ms. Garminia and I to be running together. I took her to the track to be sure that she could not lie about her measurements. She passed the test.
My wrist has been device free for over 6 months now. It shouldn’t have surprised me to find Ms. Garminia’s presence slightly uncomfortable as she repeatedly bumped up against the bony protuberance on my wrist. As the run wore on, however, she settled into place as I found my own pace again.
After my warm up, I ran the straights hard and jogged the curves of the track. YaYa even joined in a for a couple of laps and dished out a little humility in my direction. Before long, he became bored and got busy in the center field with push ups, sit ups, and wind sprints.
We all went home to compare notes. It was when we were all back home where Ms. Garminia somehow managed to loose all of the data that she had recorded on the track. I felt fortunate to have had looked at it, and yet I refuse to keep her if there is no added value in having her around. And yet, I am compelled to give her another chance.
Time will tell if this reunion will last.