The hell of treadmills
I ran for 30 minutes on the tread this morning, which is the first time for a long time.
I learned to re-appreciate the merits of treadmills: the pacing is more constant than anything you would get out in the real world, being able to grab your heart-rate is positively scary. Just for the record, apparently max is 220-age which means I was 4 above this morning on 5.5 incline at 7 miles per hour.
However I also re-affirmed my hatred of this type of torture. It was boring, hot, hard on the knees and there was nothing except bad Canadian TV. to watch.
But there is 10 inches of iced snow outside so it was good to be moving.
Here’s my tally for last week:
Mon (30th): night run the Fiore loop in reverse (5 miles/42 mins)
Tue: bike to/from work
Wed: nada
Thu: bike to/from work
Fri: bike to/from work
Sat: Snowboarding at Stevens
Sun: nada (lots of flying)
