the old days

Things change, the old cliché
If we knew now what we knew yesterday
Oh, we couldn’t give it away
— the prophet aimee mann

Back in the old days, I would have gone out today to run 3 miles. I had no technology, just a simple Casio.

I would have gone out too fast in the first mile. It would feel OK, but I wouldn’t have much left. In the second mile I would just try to hang on. The last mile would be a pitiful death march. I would then sit in the shade for a while and go home.

But that was then.

Today, I went out today to run 3 miles (13:26-146). I have a GPS watch with a heart rate monitor. The Garmin told me my heart rate was way too high, but I was trying to run a specific pace, so I went out too fast in the first mile. It felt OK, but I didn’t have much left. In the second mile, the Garmin was yelling at me that my HR was silly. I just tried to hang on. In the last mile, I strolled a lot, trying to get the HR down to a level at which I thought I wouldn’t croak, which I really didn’t want to do because there was a guy doing mile repeats in lane 1, and a cardiac event would interrupt his workout. So the last mile became a pitiful death march. I then sat in the shade for a while and went home.

I have no idea how I used to run before I had a Garmin …

On the bright side, no trees were killed to make today’s shoes.

About gary

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