I Don’t Own an iPod
My assigned triathlon duty is to hold up the running portion for our sprint team: my responsibility is to be able to complete a 5K run in a reasonable amount of time on September 27. I don’t have dramatic eating-dirt-on-the-George-Washington-Bridge stories or inspiring I-did-a-triathlon-on-my-birthday tales.
I run. I go out, run 1.5 miles, turn around, and come home. I don’t run barefoot. I don’t eat special foods.
I do, however, have something that stopped everyone in their tracks at our staff meeting yesterday afternoon.
I don’t own an iPod.
That’s right. It’s true. I work out the boring, silent, old fashioned way. Want the gory details?
Where do I run? My neighborhood (Sunset Park). I don’t run in Greenwood Cemetery because it’s quite hilly and I’m lazy. The simplest thing to do is run east on 51st Street and turn around when I hit 14th Avenue. Then I also know that I’m not going to get lost. That would just be embarrassing.
Is it pretty? Not remarkably so.
Do I have a goal? Not really. I’m pondering spending $100 on a wrist-mounted Garmin that will tell me my running speed, distance, and calories burned via a little “foot pod” that attaches to the laces of my shoe. That seems excessive. But the foot pod is shockingly cute.
Do I have a schedule? My goal is to run 5k-ish three times a week. Sometimes it’s more. Sometimes it’s a little less. I am also rehearsing for performances of (Fractured Atlas member) Reid Farrington’s “The Passion Project” at 3LD in October, so the “little less” times aren’t evidence of the aforementioned laziness.
Do I time myself? No. I know that it takes me less than an hour.
So. There’s most of my running story. Do you have any more questions you’d love to have answered about my dramatic training? Do we have any Fractured Atlas runners out there? Do you eat SportBeans? Want to share details about your running regime? Tell us all about it!
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