Now, I'll be the first to admit, I'm a nerd. My ex-girlfriend gave me a Nike + for Christmas a 1.5 years ago (which is odd, because she is Jewish. I don't get the whole Jewish giving gifts on Christmas thing. But, then again, I gave her a gift on Christmas. Sooooooo complicated.). I loved the Nike+. Lance Armstrong told me every time that I went longer than my previous long run. 'Congratulations, you have completed the longest run of your training!'
So that was good, but then I realized that GPS was the way to go. 4 years ago, my parents gave me a timex GPS watch, but I had to wear the receiver on my arm that would send signals to my watch. I ran with it on one of my half marathons, in which it was off by more than 5%, and it also took more than two minutes to lock onto the satellites. The Nike+ was more accurate, but seemed to be a little off when I mapped it on runningahead.com. At the time the timex was an expensive watch, so I felt very bad when I replaced it with the Garmin 305.
I did tons of research before I bought the 305. The 405 had been out for a couple of months, but most of the hardcore runners believed the 305 was superior, except for the looks of it. (The 405 actually looks like a watch, but has less front area than the 305).
I bought the 305 for $160, which is STILL a good price (go buy one...AMY). So for the past 6 months I haven't gone running without it. Amy loved that I had it because she would know exactly how far we ran (she had Nike+, but it was, as we found out, a little off). I LOVED it. I could import my run into runningahead and think nothing of it. It knew my route, my elevation, everything.
Fast forward to last Saturday. I hoped to run 13 miles in the city of Great Falls. It has a route along the river that is meant for only runners and bikers. I try to run it twice a week. It has very little elevation change and a great view of two dams. (We are THE great falls of the Missouri river, look it up) This run is 30 minutes driving time from my house. I was out the door and halfway to town when I realized I didn't have my watch. Would it have been that bad if I didn't have it? No. Who cares if I didn't have it? I could have known my total time and distance (the course has mile markers), but I NEEDED to know my splits. So I turned around and got my watch. My dad shook his head as I explained I wasted a gallon of gas to get my watch.
I started the run in rain and 40 degree temperatures (June in Montana is CRAZY). I had to wear my winter running shell, which meant I covered my hands. That's right, I ran without looking at my watch the entire time!!!!! I didn't look at it at all. I ran based on effort. I also had to run in efforts to get back to the truck in time to circumvent the entire FPS syndrome, as I had a mild case, even in June. I ran 13 miles in 1:46, which was the same as I raced the half the week before. How did that happen? I wasn't that tired. I ran this WAY too fast, yet didn't look at the watch. But you know what? I'm glad I didn't look at it. It was very freeing! The next day I ran 17 and didn't look either. Even as a nerd that likes numbers, it was refreshing. I'm sure I can't do it much more, but my next marathon (August 1st) I'm gonna try not to look at my GPS.
Technology may rule, but it may not help.
1 comment:
Bah! Technology? Who needs it?
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