Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Dear Garmin

It's not you, it's me. 

You see, you started out as a really great training aid, and I still love you for that, but I fear I've become too dependant on you.  And on race day you complicate my life a little bit too much.

I know you're only doing what you're meant to do when you try to give me totally up-to-the-second data on my running pace.  But sometimes the numbers jump around quite a bit and my brain just can't handle it.  I constantly stare at you--adjusting, adjusting, adjusting my pace--instead of listening to my body or enjoying the beautiful scenery around me.

Don't worry, I'm not breaking up with you.  You'll still be with me for my marathon on Saturday (unless my mom brain forgets you again; I apparently have no control over such things).  But I need to alter the terms of our race day relationship.

I will allow you to tell me the elapsed time and distance run.  That's it.  No more pace feedback, please.  Not on race day.

Because it turns out when I don't have instantaneous pace feedback, I run a pretty darn good race just listening to my body.  With decently even splits.

And it's a lot more fun.

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