Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Garmin? Try Gar-MOAN
I'm not the smartest person.
I want to make that clear.
BUT. My Garmin's default for intervals was 01:00:00. It seemed reasonable to assume that, for intervals, it made more sense to read this as one minute instead of one hour.
I was scheduled to run 20 minutes today, with three intervals of 1 min ALL OUT, 2 minutes jog.
And...I thought I had set that on my Garmin. Because instead of tracking down the manual and looking it up, I just made assumptions.
Assumptions that led me to narrowly avoid running in to telephone poles as I sprinted down a shockingly narrow sidewalk and squinted at my watch. So, my ALL OUT wasn't exactly an ALL OUT.
But, I got going pretty fast.
(this is zoomed in to just the intervals so it's easier to see my wicked awesome pace, yo)
I need to find a track. Or, at the very least, a place where I can sprint without worrying about cracks in the sidewalk or running in to vehicles or muddy puddles or that one fucking mailbox in my neighborhood that sticks out onto the sidewalk at exactly fucking FACE LEVEL in a dark stretch of road. Holy shit you guys. Every time I run in my neighborhood I miss running face first into a mailbox by, at best inches. Once, it was fucking open and I could feel is breeze past me as I ducked out of the way at the last minute. Yes, my fault for forgetting it exists every time. But still.
Yeah, there are parks, but with those come people, and people dodging can get treacherous. I need to find a track. Because this sprinting thing? I think if I can turn off my brain and not worry about hazards, I think I could go pretty fast.
Regardless, I got my HR up to 198. I could have pushed harder, but I was paranoid. Oh, and the first sprint started right as a bus was pulling away. So I had a bus driver starting to pull over again for me. I was able to make it clear that I was not in need. Sorry for the confusion, bus driver dude.
Last night I wore my HR monitor to bed to figure out my resting heart rate.
1. It's difficult to go to sleep when I'm thinking about going to sleep because I'm testing what something's going to be like when I sleep.
2. It's neat to see my HR elevated every time I woke up during the night. Also, I need to figure out how to sleep through the night.
3. My HR while sleeping stayed in the high 40s to low 50s for the most part. I don't fully know what that means, but it seems to fall into the "athletic" category for women my age. Which is cool, since I don't think of myself as an "athlete."
How do you define "athlete"? Someone who does athletic things? For fun? Someone who competes in events? Is it a job title? A way to describe anyone who sweats for fun?
I feel like athletes are people who truly compete in events. They train to win.
I train to play. I don't know what I'd call myself.