I have to smile whenever I hear “dreadmill” because oh, how I identify. I dread even the idea getting on that thing and running to…nowhere. It’s all about the journey, my friends, all about the journey.
Ha. Now that I’ve gotten THAT out of my system…
Yesterday, Tracy over at Run Tracy Run posted about having trouble moving from the treadmill to outdoor running. Now, I will do just about anything to avoid the treadmill–run outside in rain, snow, hail, air so cold you cough the second it hits your lungs, you name it. Tracy’s post got got me thinking–the last time I was on a treadmill was during week 6 or 7 of the Couch to 5K program back in December. It was about 4 degrees outside, and I was in cold, grey, sleety, miserable Detroit. Why not stay inside to run and watch Ugly Betty? I lasted 5 minutes before I was huffing and the front of my ankles hurt (I later learned that tapping the toe of each foot for a minute before getting on will solve that), and the creepy dude in the corner was lifting 10 pound weights and shooting me “aren’t you impressed?” glances. (um, ew) I ended up finishing the run in the cold on a dark golf course, and it far surpassed my 5 minutes inside.
So today, I thought I’d give it a try just to see if things have changed…plus, I was far too lazy to get in the car and drive to a semi-interesting running route. Track season has arrived and my normal route is polluted with stick-thin highschoolers racing along without even thinking about it. Jerks. 🙂
I set up the treadmill, balanced my laptop precariously on a carefully-stacked pile of objects, and loaded the ultimate in trash TV (The Bachelor…don’t judge me :)), and off I went. 5mph mile warm-up, 6mph mile, 6.5mph mile, and then a final mile with a weird combination of 6.5, 6, 7, and 8 mph.
And it was…boring. Oh.My.God I was bored! Nothing to look at, the treadmill drowned out the sound of the show (headphones weren’t long enough), and I kept looking at the miles creep past. I have new respect for all of you runners who pound out the runs on the mill! It was interesting, too…the belt pulls you along even when you’d normally slow down (even if it’s not necessary), which was great when my mind started telling me that hey, you should probably be tired now, look how far you’ve gone. Plus, it was fun to push higher speeds just to see how they felt. On the other hand, I didn’t feel much of a burn because my legs weren’t using as much effort to push me along.
But, on a grey day–with very, VERY sore butt muscles thanks to the strength training for runners exercises at Run With Jill–it was a good alternative.