Tales From the Back of the Pack

Tales From the Back of the Pack

Sunday, March 29, 2015

A tale of 3 treadmills

I didn't make it out to run with the LA Running Club on Saturday. Instead I attempted to do a few miles on my treadmill at home. Except lately this mill feels like it's turning over too quickly or something. Like it's going faster than the speed indicated.
I can barely keep up with a 4.5 mph pace on this one (14:00/mi) and I know I should be able to go faster than this. So I gave up on my treadmill and headed over to the gym to use theirs.

I got lucky and scored one of the "good" mills on a busy Saturday morning at the gym. Cool!  I was cruising comfortably at about a 5.2mph (11:00 something) and had run about a mile and a half when apparently my overly large belly knocked the emergency stop knob out of it's little cradle. UGH! All my run data was gone. And to know that it was my stomach that knocked the red knob out of it's place....just an extra bit of humiliation to go along with the aggravation.

So I finally went over to the "regular" treadmills and finished up 2 more miles. For a total of almost 4 miles today between all 3 mills.
I was pretty mad by now and increased my speed for the 2nd mile, up to 6mph. Funny because I didn't think I could go that fast yet (10:00/mi) but the thing is, the faster you go, the sooner you're done. Imagine that!

The Puff takes an art class on Saturday mornings which is where she was while I was at the gym. Afterwards, we hit up the nail salon for a mani-pedi for mom and a pedi for her. THIS is why having a girl is way better than having a boy.

1 comment:

  1. Ugh, the stupid emergency bar! I don't really understand why those exist. I mean, even in an "emergency" I wouldn't want to come to a complete and sudden stop. I feel like that definitely puts you more at risk for going flying over the top OR flying off the back!

    I'm glad you treated yourself to a mani/pedi after the treadmill ordeal. It sounds like it was needed :)