For now anyway.
My Garmin and I have official broken up. We kept arguing. I didn’t exactly like the numbers it was telling me so I’ve decided to call it quits.
Its not that I don’t believe the numbers being spit out by the Garmin, sometimes I just don’t want to know. I want to run based on feel, not what a silly wrist computer is telling me. More importantly, this stupid red block with buttons was able to make a relatively good run feel crappy…all because of the numbers.
Moreover, I’m not training for anything. I have no reason to obsess over speed or distance or anything like that. Right now I need to be able to go out and run, for fun. For no reason other than “I can”. The Garmin was messing with that.
I know I have speed…more speed than I have ever had before. At least for a mile or so. Its on the “easy” runs that I fight with the Garmin. Or the runs I really have to talk myself into. You know, the run where you feel like you are running all out and look down to see a 10:15 pace. Seriously?! My body feels like its running an 8:30…stop lying you stupid Garmin!
So what if some days 10:15 seems hard. Who cares! Because some days running will be awesome and a 7:33 mile feels easy! Those days are freaking awesome and only happen because I fight my way through the days that aren’t so perfect. I’d rather feel good about every mile I run than hate my legs because the Garmin tells me I’m too slow.
Now, I’m not pitching the Garmin, I’m just letting it collect a little dust. We still like to use it for mountain biking and when I have a random run I want to do for distance, not time, I’m not opposed to strapping the Garmin to the racer back of my sports bra – legit way to wear it without being able to see any numbers, even when you desperately want to peek! It is just no longer considered a staple in my running life.