Last week was my first “official” week in my marathon training plan. The 3 mile runs are pretty easy and it makes me feel great to know that I have reached a point in my life where running 3 consecutive miles doesn’t make me want to die.
However, that 6 mile run last Saturday? It was a bit tough. It was ridiculously sunny (well, as ridiculous as the sun can be). I didn’t have my “waterboy” (instead – he decided to run with me only to crap out because he desperately needed to replace his running shoes and therefore couldn’t take the excruciating knee pain) and well, I discovered that my Nike+ has been shortchanging me this entire time.
That Garmin forerunner watch? A-maz-ing. Once I reached 6 miles (according to the watch), I hit the playback on my iPod only to be horrified to hear it say that I ran 6.67 miles. Maybe that’s why the 10-miler wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be.
I still run with both gadgets though because I like to pit them against each other as though it is a contest. I trust the Garmin’s results more than the Nike+ so my running has basically turned into a game of “how far off will my Nike+ be today?”
However, running with the iPod strapped to my arm, the Nike+, the Garmin watch and the heartstrap as well as the Spibelt holding my cell phone (in case of emergencies) makes me feel like the frickin’ Bionic Woman. It is strange to be hooked up to so many different things yet I can’t imagine letting go of any of them. Leaving the house without my cell phone actually sends me into a panic. And yet – if an unknown number calls me, I won’t answer it. I want to be able to call people whenever I want to… not have them call me whenever THEY want to.
I’ve been running in some extreme heat and humidity this week. While 3 miles is still quite doable – the idea of running the 7 miles that I need to tomorrow fills me with dread. And then I look at the training guide and see that the following weekend, I’ll be running 9… and then at some point, I’ll run 20. 20. That is more than 3 hours of consecutive running. I don’t even think I can SHOP that long without some sort of coffee, snack and pee break (all in that order). I feel like I am about to embark upon an uphill battle.
And yet – it just feels so cool to say that I am training for a marathon.