Today was a great ride out at Double Lake. I have no idea how far or anything I went as my GPS didn't work very well out there... I'm still learning how to make that sucker go.
But the weather was perfect and the trails were happy!
The only problem is I'm still sore and tired from the Boot Camp and rock climbing that I did Monday and Tuesday. So I decided to only do one lap and call it quits since I do have a lot of things to do this weekend and want to make sure I get it all done.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Rock Climbing!
So, I'm still in all kinds of pain from last nights boot camp. So that kind of made rock climbing interesting tonight.
I lacked flexibility, strength and movement so making some climbs I've done previously fairly easily, I struggled hard tonight. But it's good, muscle fatigue. I will take tomorrow mostly off and recover and recoup and get ready for some biking on Thursday.
It was great to be climbing and my friend I was with was quite helpful in pushing me (I'm blaming you for the extra pain I feel tomorrow!) And it was great to see some people at the TRG that I've not seen in a long time.
Great night indeed!
I lacked flexibility, strength and movement so making some climbs I've done previously fairly easily, I struggled hard tonight. But it's good, muscle fatigue. I will take tomorrow mostly off and recover and recoup and get ready for some biking on Thursday.
It was great to be climbing and my friend I was with was quite helpful in pushing me (I'm blaming you for the extra pain I feel tomorrow!) And it was great to see some people at the TRG that I've not seen in a long time.
Great night indeed!
Boot Camp
Last week while running with a friend we ran into the instructor of a boot camp session at Memorial Park. We got to talking and he invited us to come join one night, so we decided to do it the next Monday (last night.)
We got there early to do a nice easy warm up run before hand. That went well, we ran the purple loop nice and easy got warmed up. When we got back, the instructor was there setting up. Noticed right off the bat, tires to run with. Sweet! It's gonna be painful!
We meet the other participants of the session and then we start off with some stretches. After a couple minutes of that, we head straight for the tires, we had to pull the tires about 35-40 years, and swap out with the next person in line at the end. We did that about 5-6 times. Then we moved to carrying a bag of sand, doing the same thing, run the 35-40 yards and pass it off to the next person in line. This is great I thought, good speed work and muscular endurance building. I can handle this quite well.
After that we did sprints to each of the cones he had lined up alone the route, and he would holler out something we had to do. Jumping jacks, planks, knee highs, gorilla jumps, and something else I can't remember, we would then shuffle back side ways to the beginning and do it all over again, two more times. It was during this that I realized that my shoulder still need work. I couldn't hold the plank on my left side because it was bothering my shoulder. I need to work on it, rehab the muscle structure and get it strong again.
Next was arm work outs. The instructor handed out pieces of PVC pipe that was filled with something to us all. Then we started doing various exercises like military presses, front and back, 45 degree presses, bench press, tricep raises. All kinds of misery after the first minute of them. Talk about working to muscle fatigue! My shoulder also didn't like too many of these, but I struggled through them.
Then we moved to push ups which I could not do at all. Between the trashing the arms just took and my bum shoulder, I couldn't support myself to do pushups, so I did planks instead. Then all kinds of ab crunches, bicycles, scissors, etc. I was totally feeling it before we were done!
And this morning, I have a huge knot in my back from the work out and all my limbs and core are extremely sore. P90X has nothing on this boot camp stuff.
If I can rehab my shoulder up, I may think about doing boot camp over P90X! And if I can muster up the money to do it. It was a great workout and the instructor was awesome. Very military like, but also very attentive to make sure everyone was OK and not doing something that would do more harm than good.
And for now, I sit on the heating pad trying to fix my back and get ready for tonight's workout...
We got there early to do a nice easy warm up run before hand. That went well, we ran the purple loop nice and easy got warmed up. When we got back, the instructor was there setting up. Noticed right off the bat, tires to run with. Sweet! It's gonna be painful!
We meet the other participants of the session and then we start off with some stretches. After a couple minutes of that, we head straight for the tires, we had to pull the tires about 35-40 years, and swap out with the next person in line at the end. We did that about 5-6 times. Then we moved to carrying a bag of sand, doing the same thing, run the 35-40 yards and pass it off to the next person in line. This is great I thought, good speed work and muscular endurance building. I can handle this quite well.
After that we did sprints to each of the cones he had lined up alone the route, and he would holler out something we had to do. Jumping jacks, planks, knee highs, gorilla jumps, and something else I can't remember, we would then shuffle back side ways to the beginning and do it all over again, two more times. It was during this that I realized that my shoulder still need work. I couldn't hold the plank on my left side because it was bothering my shoulder. I need to work on it, rehab the muscle structure and get it strong again.
Next was arm work outs. The instructor handed out pieces of PVC pipe that was filled with something to us all. Then we started doing various exercises like military presses, front and back, 45 degree presses, bench press, tricep raises. All kinds of misery after the first minute of them. Talk about working to muscle fatigue! My shoulder also didn't like too many of these, but I struggled through them.
Then we moved to push ups which I could not do at all. Between the trashing the arms just took and my bum shoulder, I couldn't support myself to do pushups, so I did planks instead. Then all kinds of ab crunches, bicycles, scissors, etc. I was totally feeling it before we were done!
And this morning, I have a huge knot in my back from the work out and all my limbs and core are extremely sore. P90X has nothing on this boot camp stuff.
If I can rehab my shoulder up, I may think about doing boot camp over P90X! And if I can muster up the money to do it. It was a great workout and the instructor was awesome. Very military like, but also very attentive to make sure everyone was OK and not doing something that would do more harm than good.
And for now, I sit on the heating pad trying to fix my back and get ready for tonight's workout...
Monday, December 21, 2009
Memorial to Addicks Dam and Back
So I was in need of a long bike ride, and someone made mention on Friday about starting at Memorial Park and going West to Addicks dam. And I thought that was a grand idea, so I made it happen.
I had a vague idea of what I was doing. And at 7am Sunday I decided I should probably get a more than vague idea... So I Google mapped the route. Looks nice and simple. The plan was to meet at 8am at Memorial Park. It ended up being just me and one other person. We get going, and head West. Following fairly busy streets (I hate riding on the roads!) for the majority of this part of the leg of our journey.
So we ended up doing about 35 miles in around 4 hours. That may seem slow... OK, it is slow, but the Ant Hills were pretty miserable and there was quite a bit of walking around and through stuff that wasn't very ridable. So we killed a lot of time here. Thanks to Ant Hills it seems our average speed was 8.6 mph.
It was a good long slow ride, great for building up the base again. I felt good most of the way through, towards the end my neck and back were starting to bother me a bit, but that was because I've not been on the bike that long in a while and also haven't worn a CamelBak in a long time either. Today my neck and shoulders are tight from this.
And according to my T6c, I seemed to have burned off 1600 calories during this ride, which is another good thing. Lots of weight left to lose after gaining it since my crash. I'm on the right track here!
I had a vague idea of what I was doing. And at 7am Sunday I decided I should probably get a more than vague idea... So I Google mapped the route. Looks nice and simple. The plan was to meet at 8am at Memorial Park. It ended up being just me and one other person. We get going, and head West. Following fairly busy streets (I hate riding on the roads!) for the majority of this part of the leg of our journey.
So we ended up doing about 35 miles in around 4 hours. That may seem slow... OK, it is slow, but the Ant Hills were pretty miserable and there was quite a bit of walking around and through stuff that wasn't very ridable. So we killed a lot of time here. Thanks to Ant Hills it seems our average speed was 8.6 mph.
It was a good long slow ride, great for building up the base again. I felt good most of the way through, towards the end my neck and back were starting to bother me a bit, but that was because I've not been on the bike that long in a while and also haven't worn a CamelBak in a long time either. Today my neck and shoulders are tight from this.
And according to my T6c, I seemed to have burned off 1600 calories during this ride, which is another good thing. Lots of weight left to lose after gaining it since my crash. I'm on the right track here!
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Wednesday Night's Run.
So tonight I was suppose to run with one friend, but something came up and she had to bail... So I managed to find someone else to run with tonight. And it was all good.
It was just the three mile loop at Memorial Park, plus about another quarter-half mile getting too and from there. We ran it in about 30 minutes. I don't have the exact details on the run, still have to upload it to the computer, but it's drying out after washing it to make sure it doesn't cake up and such.
But yeah, it was a good run and I felt good after and during it. So running is getting easier again... Must mean time to kick it up a bit! (6 miles on Saturday should cover that nicely!)
It was just the three mile loop at Memorial Park, plus about another quarter-half mile getting too and from there. We ran it in about 30 minutes. I don't have the exact details on the run, still have to upload it to the computer, but it's drying out after washing it to make sure it doesn't cake up and such.
But yeah, it was a good run and I felt good after and during it. So running is getting easier again... Must mean time to kick it up a bit! (6 miles on Saturday should cover that nicely!)
Falling Behind on Posting!
Yes, I've fallen behind here a bit. I've not been slacking off! Honest!
Saturday, I ran 3ish miles at Memorial Park, and it was good, a bit faster than I'm use to, but was running with someone who is much faster than me so her speeding me up was a good thing... But it was yet to be determined how good since I was racing on Sunday...
Then Sunday, up early for a donut ride with some more friends. The biking was about 10.5 miles and I decided shortly after starting that it was probably not a good idea to have taken my single speed out for this bike, as I needed to keep quasi fresh legs for the run I was doing later in the afternoon! Yikes! Legs were pretty tired after this.
2pm was the start time of the Jingle Bell Run. 5 miles. 2 miles more than I have run in over a year. I was running with a couple of friends and they kind of pushed me a bit. And it was also a bit hilly, and I like the hills. I naturally speed up on hills for some reason, and it's good. We were going through at a pretty good pace, slowly speeding up as the race went on. At about mile 4.25 or so, my brain told me I was done. I listened... Until I saw how strong my friends were going still. And so I unlistened to my brain, and started running again. I'm glad I did, I started to feel not too bad, still in lots of pain since I hadn't run that far in a loooong time. But yeah. It was good. And ended up with a 9:02 min/mile pace average for the 5 miles! Yay! That's faster than I normally run my 3 miles (about 9:15-9:30.)
Sunday night I paid for it, and Monday as well. I was in all kinds of pain from the weekends activity! But a hot bath Sunday and again Monday helped things out, and I was feeling good on Tuesday.
On Tuesday, I went for a walk/run with another friend at Memorial Park and it was good, fun, just what I needed to get my legs moving again.
So yeah, I've not been slacking off on the working out, just on the writing!
Saturday, I ran 3ish miles at Memorial Park, and it was good, a bit faster than I'm use to, but was running with someone who is much faster than me so her speeding me up was a good thing... But it was yet to be determined how good since I was racing on Sunday...
Then Sunday, up early for a donut ride with some more friends. The biking was about 10.5 miles and I decided shortly after starting that it was probably not a good idea to have taken my single speed out for this bike, as I needed to keep quasi fresh legs for the run I was doing later in the afternoon! Yikes! Legs were pretty tired after this.
2pm was the start time of the Jingle Bell Run. 5 miles. 2 miles more than I have run in over a year. I was running with a couple of friends and they kind of pushed me a bit. And it was also a bit hilly, and I like the hills. I naturally speed up on hills for some reason, and it's good. We were going through at a pretty good pace, slowly speeding up as the race went on. At about mile 4.25 or so, my brain told me I was done. I listened... Until I saw how strong my friends were going still. And so I unlistened to my brain, and started running again. I'm glad I did, I started to feel not too bad, still in lots of pain since I hadn't run that far in a loooong time. But yeah. It was good. And ended up with a 9:02 min/mile pace average for the 5 miles! Yay! That's faster than I normally run my 3 miles (about 9:15-9:30.)
Sunday night I paid for it, and Monday as well. I was in all kinds of pain from the weekends activity! But a hot bath Sunday and again Monday helped things out, and I was feeling good on Tuesday.
On Tuesday, I went for a walk/run with another friend at Memorial Park and it was good, fun, just what I needed to get my legs moving again.
So yeah, I've not been slacking off on the working out, just on the writing!
Monday, December 7, 2009
Silly GPS!
So, I cleaned up my T6c, and got it all ready for my run today. Everything was ready to work right off the bat. I changed the screen to the display I wanted, it started looking for the HRM, found... I turn on the GPS pod, it finds it no problem! Sweet! Everything is synced and ready to go!
I start running, I planned on doing my three mile loop around my neighborhood, and I felt good starting off. Then after about five minutes I look down at my watch and... GPS isn't synced to the satellites!! WTF?! I have no speed or distance! Well screw it. I'm not going to play with it, I know my distance and I can figure out my average pace (9:15) for that three miles. After about two miles though, the GPS finally found the satellites and started giving me read outs. Blah. I decided to ignore it the rest of the run, and just go based on my time.
I have yet to look at what is up with the GPS pod and why it took so long to sync or anything. But it was a good over all run and I was happy with it. I thought I was moving a lot slower than I apparently went. I figured I was going mid 10s... But I will take the 9:15s! Even though my calves are starting to seize up already, and now my shins are feeling a bit tight. I did spend a good amount of time stretching everything out, and will continue to do so over the next day or so, until the next run on Thursday.
Now I just need to figure out this silly GPS pod and get it working more reliably! ARG!
I start running, I planned on doing my three mile loop around my neighborhood, and I felt good starting off. Then after about five minutes I look down at my watch and... GPS isn't synced to the satellites!! WTF?! I have no speed or distance! Well screw it. I'm not going to play with it, I know my distance and I can figure out my average pace (9:15) for that three miles. After about two miles though, the GPS finally found the satellites and started giving me read outs. Blah. I decided to ignore it the rest of the run, and just go based on my time.
I have yet to look at what is up with the GPS pod and why it took so long to sync or anything. But it was a good over all run and I was happy with it. I thought I was moving a lot slower than I apparently went. I figured I was going mid 10s... But I will take the 9:15s! Even though my calves are starting to seize up already, and now my shins are feeling a bit tight. I did spend a good amount of time stretching everything out, and will continue to do so over the next day or so, until the next run on Thursday.
Now I just need to figure out this silly GPS pod and get it working more reliably! ARG!
Friday, December 4, 2009
Beating Addictions
Those of you that know me, know I'm not into drugs, cigarettes and don't drink much. And yet I still have an addiction I'm constantly fighting. I thought I had won the fight several times over. I went for months, even a year or more with out touching my addiction. But slowly, I started making excuses. Started to allow it back into my life.
It starts off simple enough, oh, this isn't really it. It's OK if I have this just this one time, it won't do much other than make me sick. Then I will remember why I quit it. But even though it makes me sick, I continue to use it more and more. To the point where I stop thinking about it, or what it is doing to me. How it changes my body in a bad way. Nausea, cramps, too much sleep, too little sleep, weight gain, head aches, body aches, bad recovery from work outs, unable to work out because of just all around feeling like crap.
Then there is also the monetary side of things. Sure it starts off cheap. "Oh, I will just get this small one." And that would be good for a couple of days. But as the addiction takes a hold, it requires more constant feeding. And as you get use to it, you need to not only get it more frequently, but you need to find more pure forms of it. So you start buying more and more, and not only are you buying it more frequently, you start buying more expensive stuff just to get a fix.
I use to ask myself. "How can a drug addict do that to themselves?" Or "What is wrong with that alcoholic? Just stop drinking, it's easy."
Why does one do that to themselves? Why do they do something that causes misery in their life? When I realized I was an addict, then the answers to those kinds of questions became quite clear. Some times they do it because they have this state of mind, where the just NEED to do it. Doesn't much matter how it happens, it just needs to happen. Other times, they do it, but they don't know they are doing it until after it's done. They go about getting their fix and after the deed is done, they think "What the hell? Why did I do that? How did I do that? I didn't even realize I was doing it!"
When I realized that I was doing things with out even knowing it, that is when I knew I had a problem. I had to get clean. I didn't want my body to feel like crap any more. I wanted my body to work well and feel good. I was tired of being a slave to the addiction. I was ... Just tired in general. The path is a long one since it's continuous.
The first time I tried to break it, it took three weeks. Those three weeks were pure hell. I was just in a bad mood all the time, everything on my body hurt and was rebelling against not getting what it wanted. I've heard of other people going through similar issues as they detoxed from narcotics, heroin, coke, meth... How miserable it was.
That fourth week... That was bliss. No more head aches. No more feeling tired. No more body aches, cramps, moodiness, nausea. I was feeling good, energized, work outs felt real good and strong. Recovery times from the hard workouts were quick and less painful. Muscles weren't as tight or cramping as much. Life was good. Seeing better, thinking more clearly, I was like... Super Human it felt! Foods started to taste better... Things that I thought use to be good food (taste wise not health wise) tasted... Gross. Good, well prepared foods tasted amazing!
I was clean! And I felt clean! It was good! I stayed that way for a long time too. At least a year, if not year and a half. Then slowly the addiction started to poke it's head up again and quietly suggested things that would be OK. Wouldn't hurt where you are now. Come on, it's OK! It's still clean, just a bit ... Different. I started to agree. I started to follow that path backwards. First it was just small things, once or twice a week... Then it grew and needed more frequent feedings... Addictions are a hungry beast. They can be dormant for a while... But when they awaken, they are hard to beat, and can't easily be satisfied.
It's been several years since that first attempt at breaking my addiction. I still fight it, and frequently lose the battle. But as I write this, this marks my new beginning. My new attempt at cracking the addiction once and for all. I will tame this beast this time. I will gather up all my resolve and will power and force it out of my system.
So this holiday season, please forgive me if I'm moody, temperamental, irritable, cranky and just plain ole not fun to be around. It's just because I'm trying to re-break my addiction, pretty much at the worse possible time of the year...
But my addiction to sugar, stops now.
It starts off simple enough, oh, this isn't really it. It's OK if I have this just this one time, it won't do much other than make me sick. Then I will remember why I quit it. But even though it makes me sick, I continue to use it more and more. To the point where I stop thinking about it, or what it is doing to me. How it changes my body in a bad way. Nausea, cramps, too much sleep, too little sleep, weight gain, head aches, body aches, bad recovery from work outs, unable to work out because of just all around feeling like crap.
Then there is also the monetary side of things. Sure it starts off cheap. "Oh, I will just get this small one." And that would be good for a couple of days. But as the addiction takes a hold, it requires more constant feeding. And as you get use to it, you need to not only get it more frequently, but you need to find more pure forms of it. So you start buying more and more, and not only are you buying it more frequently, you start buying more expensive stuff just to get a fix.
I use to ask myself. "How can a drug addict do that to themselves?" Or "What is wrong with that alcoholic? Just stop drinking, it's easy."
Why does one do that to themselves? Why do they do something that causes misery in their life? When I realized I was an addict, then the answers to those kinds of questions became quite clear. Some times they do it because they have this state of mind, where the just NEED to do it. Doesn't much matter how it happens, it just needs to happen. Other times, they do it, but they don't know they are doing it until after it's done. They go about getting their fix and after the deed is done, they think "What the hell? Why did I do that? How did I do that? I didn't even realize I was doing it!"
When I realized that I was doing things with out even knowing it, that is when I knew I had a problem. I had to get clean. I didn't want my body to feel like crap any more. I wanted my body to work well and feel good. I was tired of being a slave to the addiction. I was ... Just tired in general. The path is a long one since it's continuous.
The first time I tried to break it, it took three weeks. Those three weeks were pure hell. I was just in a bad mood all the time, everything on my body hurt and was rebelling against not getting what it wanted. I've heard of other people going through similar issues as they detoxed from narcotics, heroin, coke, meth... How miserable it was.
That fourth week... That was bliss. No more head aches. No more feeling tired. No more body aches, cramps, moodiness, nausea. I was feeling good, energized, work outs felt real good and strong. Recovery times from the hard workouts were quick and less painful. Muscles weren't as tight or cramping as much. Life was good. Seeing better, thinking more clearly, I was like... Super Human it felt! Foods started to taste better... Things that I thought use to be good food (taste wise not health wise) tasted... Gross. Good, well prepared foods tasted amazing!
I was clean! And I felt clean! It was good! I stayed that way for a long time too. At least a year, if not year and a half. Then slowly the addiction started to poke it's head up again and quietly suggested things that would be OK. Wouldn't hurt where you are now. Come on, it's OK! It's still clean, just a bit ... Different. I started to agree. I started to follow that path backwards. First it was just small things, once or twice a week... Then it grew and needed more frequent feedings... Addictions are a hungry beast. They can be dormant for a while... But when they awaken, they are hard to beat, and can't easily be satisfied.
It's been several years since that first attempt at breaking my addiction. I still fight it, and frequently lose the battle. But as I write this, this marks my new beginning. My new attempt at cracking the addiction once and for all. I will tame this beast this time. I will gather up all my resolve and will power and force it out of my system.
So this holiday season, please forgive me if I'm moody, temperamental, irritable, cranky and just plain ole not fun to be around. It's just because I'm trying to re-break my addiction, pretty much at the worse possible time of the year...
But my addiction to sugar, stops now.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Riding with Roadies on a SS Mountain Bike
My regular bike, Specialized Stumpjumper Marathon 29er, is in the shop because of my lacking a front brake, but I still wanted to get my Wednesday ride in with my buddy who happens to ride with me, so there he is, on his C'Dale road bike, kind of setup racing style. And me on my Specialized Hardrock Comp from 2002, which I converted to a single speed.
Let's just say riding an SS mountain bike with a roadie, is not the most easy thing todo! We went 10 miles, averaging around 10.5 mph (still working on figuring out my T6c! Too complicated!) in a temperature of around 50F if not below that.
The gearing on my bike is 32:16 for those who knows what that means. So my cadence is hillarious when it comes time to pick up some speed, which I did manage to max out at 23 mph on that bike, but I think my cadence was around 50,000 rpm to reach that though!
The SS needs some TLC, the chain is rusty, the brakes, are ... Yeah not so much there, the tires probably need new tubes (I think those tubes in there are 2-3 years old.) But she's a good bike that is always ready for action. So this weekend I think I will give her the once over and make her shiny and proud again!
As for the Marathon, she's coming home from the shop tomorrow. I asked about getting bigger chain rings, and it's possible. But that is something that I will wait on doing until after I get my road bike, as I will need to make sure I have that covered first, before upgrading it. Looks like I will be going from 22/32/44 to 22/38or40?/48. A friend also gave me the suggestion of swapping out the cassette to change up some gearing which might be cheaper. We shall see!
Let's just say riding an SS mountain bike with a roadie, is not the most easy thing todo! We went 10 miles, averaging around 10.5 mph (still working on figuring out my T6c! Too complicated!) in a temperature of around 50F if not below that.
The gearing on my bike is 32:16 for those who knows what that means. So my cadence is hillarious when it comes time to pick up some speed, which I did manage to max out at 23 mph on that bike, but I think my cadence was around 50,000 rpm to reach that though!
The SS needs some TLC, the chain is rusty, the brakes, are ... Yeah not so much there, the tires probably need new tubes (I think those tubes in there are 2-3 years old.) But she's a good bike that is always ready for action. So this weekend I think I will give her the once over and make her shiny and proud again!
As for the Marathon, she's coming home from the shop tomorrow. I asked about getting bigger chain rings, and it's possible. But that is something that I will wait on doing until after I get my road bike, as I will need to make sure I have that covered first, before upgrading it. Looks like I will be going from 22/32/44 to 22/38or40?/48. A friend also gave me the suggestion of swapping out the cassette to change up some gearing which might be cheaper. We shall see!
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Splashing Cars in the Rain
So I went out for a run today. It was around 50F and raining. Wet and miserable as a lot of people would think about it. But, like that true whack job that I am, I rather enjoyed it. Scary I know! I enjoyed my run.
I noticed that once and a while the cars passing me on the street would slow down and avoid the puddles to avoid me. How nice of them. I thought to myself, wouldn't it be funny that as they did that, I jumped into the puddle splashing the car? So... From then on I did! If the car slowed down to avoid splashing me... I would gather a bit of speed and jump full force into the puddle splashing the car as best as I could! And I got to see three WTF?! faces while I did it. It was great fun! Made the run enjoyable... Running around splashing the puddles around and such! Great Fun!
I don't really know my times for the splits or anything, I did run 3.05 miles, and it was around 30 minutes. But it was about just getting out there and trying to be out there and get some kind of run in, and I accomplished that. So it was a success. I don't know the times and splits because I'm still trying to figure out the GPS on my T6c, and well it apparently didn't start when I thought it did. I had to map my run to figure out the new distance I ran.
But I think I have it more figured out now, so hopefully next time it will work out!
I noticed that once and a while the cars passing me on the street would slow down and avoid the puddles to avoid me. How nice of them. I thought to myself, wouldn't it be funny that as they did that, I jumped into the puddle splashing the car? So... From then on I did! If the car slowed down to avoid splashing me... I would gather a bit of speed and jump full force into the puddle splashing the car as best as I could! And I got to see three WTF?! faces while I did it. It was great fun! Made the run enjoyable... Running around splashing the puddles around and such! Great Fun!
I don't really know my times for the splits or anything, I did run 3.05 miles, and it was around 30 minutes. But it was about just getting out there and trying to be out there and get some kind of run in, and I accomplished that. So it was a success. I don't know the times and splits because I'm still trying to figure out the GPS on my T6c, and well it apparently didn't start when I thought it did. I had to map my run to figure out the new distance I ran.
But I think I have it more figured out now, so hopefully next time it will work out!
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