It’s that time of year again when I write an obligatory post complaining about the weather.
To be quite honest, I thought it wasn’t going to happen. I’ve done a hand full of long runs with the group this year already in temperatures hovering in the 30-45 degree range. If you remember any of my posts last year, I’m the girl who dons long sleeves for anything below 60. I do not like the cold. But with the right gear, those 30-ish degree runs, well they weren’t so bad after all. I thought I had this winter in the bag.
That is, until Mother Nature pulled this week out of her winter hat. Mother Nature, you are KILLING me girlfriend!
Last weekend’s long run was cold with 20 mph winds. Uhh, no thank you. Plus I had family in town, so it was really easy for me to skip. But I figured missing one long run 11 weeks out from the marathon wouldn’t hurt TOO bad. So I anxiously looked forward to this weekend.
Woke up yesterday to 39 degrees and steady rain.
Times like these I wish it would snow. Snow would be a much less miserable option to run in than to be soaking wet in 39 degree weather for 3+ hours. I had flash backs of conservation camp in middle school. Yes, a week long all girls camp I attended at the ripe age of 12, where I was taught to shoot guns, bows and arrows, attained my hunters safety licence, and most importantly, learned outdoor survival. I grew up in the state of Vermont, what can I say, this was somewhat normal. But the creepy video we watched on projection screen where one man met his untimely death in the desert sun, and another her untimely frostbitten death in the forest haunts me to this day. And while I clearly didn’t expect death by frostbite on this run, the voice inside of my head was screaming “Heather, you retain heat about as well as a Popsicle, don’t be stupid!”.
And so I stayed home. I bow down to my running group who put in 20 miles in that crappy weather. I am the weak one….but I was also warm and dry.
Thankfully, my random creativity and awesome network of online running and non running friends alike helped me win this kick butt Landice L7 Pro Sports Trainer treadmill a few months back on a facebook photo contest (thank you Landice!!) . And I aspire to love this darn thing.
When I posted my intentions of a 20 miler on the treadmill on dailymile and twitter, I met a slew of hysterical comments regarding how runners TRULY feel about the tread…or dare I say “dreadmill”. Comments like “I would rather stick pencils through my eyes!” and my favorite “I’m just not wired for anything ‘long’ on Satan’s sidewalk” (haha Joe, that one made me laugh out loud!)
I went into the treadmill long run with zero expectations. Any run was better than skipping the long run completely right?
I made it to 10 miles. Halfway. And to be 100% honest, the only reasons I quit were physical, not mental. I was kinda dizzy (running in place for 101 minutes will do that to you) and my feet hurt. A LOT. Mainly in my toe/metatarsal/forefoot area. I always thought that a treadmill was a softer surface than the road (maybe? maybe not?) so I can only imagine my gait was altered on the human hamster wheel.
But beside the physical ailments from running in place, I had a surprisingly great time. I credit much of that to Pandora on the Android, which knows it’s way to my heart with crazy randomness in musical selection. You’d think that little internet radio has been by my side from day one with the perfect music selection it provided me.
Treadmill running, my friends, is not THAT bad. You see, the trick to treadmill running is to have fun. Like, an embarrassingly large amount of fun.
Not necessarily this type of fun:
But more this type of fun:
Ok maybe not quite to THAT extent, it’s hard to choreograph anything past 5.0 mph (trust me on that one). But you better believe it was a regular karaoke-dance with your shoulders and arms only- club going on in the privacy of my home gym yesterday. Hey, if your going to stay in zone 2, you might as well take advantage of all of that extra oxygen, right? One minute a true karaoke classic (I’m not kidding you, this is on my play list) the next a little DMX or equivalent that gets me pumped but I’d be utterly embarrassed for my mother to hear (mom, don’t click that link), and everything in between.
I could hear Rich and Rowen giggling from the hallway, but I didn’t care. I mean, who DOESN’T want to bust out in song and dance when MJ tells us we’ve got to be startin somethin, or a little toe point (right Dad?) when Earth, Wind, and Fire comes on?
Besides, it’s never too early to start embarrassing your kids. Heh heh.
Point being (have I overloaded you on youtube videos yet?), just like life…the treadmill is what you make of it. And while a run outdoors , especially one with friends is hard to beat, treadmills are certainly not as torturous as everyone makes them out to be.
And thus, I’d like to announce my first official item on the “things to do in 2011” list :
Run a marathon on the treadmill. And I have my new teammie Megan to thank for that one. I’m not sure when, and I’m not exactly sure why (say it with me now, “why not?!”) but it will happen.
The great treadmill marathon of 2011. Who’s with me? I’m off to create my play list now, muahahaha.
Oh and for those of you who were patiently waiting (whoops!) the winner of the Sporty Girl Jewelry giveaway is….drum roll please….. #123 chosen by random.org. That would be Kelly at “Oh Boy I Need to Run” (don’t we all?!) Congrats girl, shoot me an email and I’ll get you connected with Sporty Girl Jewelry!!