My journey as a long distance runner who started the sport later in life.
I’ve been on a break from running, and I suppose I probably needed it. I ran my last race in September 2015 and this fall has been the first time I haven’t had a goal race on my mind since March 2013. I felt that a goal race was the only way to keep myself training consistently, and I suppose there was some truth to that given my recent efforts:
I recently attempted to breathe life back into some of my data gathering gear, a heart rate monitor and a foot pod, thinking that the data might re-interest me in training even in the absence of a goal race. You can read about the results of that here if you wish, but the main point is the data in which I was most interested, heart rate, is not yet possible because the HRM still doesn’t work with a new battery. In the meantime, I have been having a bit of fun with my cadence data:
I have been out for a run two days in a row, which is by no means a streak or a sign of turning the corner, but I have done something significant both times that seemed to be almost freeing: I ran without the iPhone. All I had with me was my trusty Garmin 310XT, the foot pod (it was already attached to the shoe), and a little iPod Shuffle. The magic of not stopping for a #selfie (or #runfie), of not hearing the Whatsapp mom chats lighting up and drowning out my tunes was palpable. It was just me, the outdoors, and exercise. That’s what it was all about before I got the iPhone, and I think when I started carrying the phone it became something else.
I’ve got a heart rate monitor on order, and I am eager to start making my running about the exercise, the physical and mental achievements, once again. It’s time to leave the silly phone at home, it seems as though it might have been too distracting, causing me to forget why I was even outside in the first place!