I'm at a conference in Grand Rapids for the next few days. I had some extra time so I hopped on a treadmill in the hotel. My plan was to run for a couple hours. I did about 7 miles on Monday so if I got 12-13 miles in today I would be all set for a long run this weekend. I had my mp3 player, some Sharkies for sustenance, and a water bottle. I quit after 7 miles. There is just something about treadmills that I cannot do. I'm not sure why I get bored so quickly, but there is just something about staring at a wall that just wears me out. Anyway, I'll just sneak in another 6 miles or so tomorrow and still be on schedule for my weekly mileage so it's not a big deal.
On the bright side, the short run gave me time to settle into my hotel room, eat some sushi, and finish a short article for Ultrarunning magazine that I've been working on. Yes, I'm taking my first step towards merging my professional life and personal interests with a somewhat sociological article discussing the role of online media in shaping ultrarunning culture. I've already sent an inquiry to the editor and she was interested in the article. It is not (I hope) too heavy on the academic stuff, but hopefully it will represent an interesting read.
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I agree with you. After awhile you feel like a hamster. Can't wait to read the article.
I agree with you. After awhile you feel like a hamster. Can't wait to read the article.
I know the feeling. I ran on a crappy hotel treadmill three times in 24 hours yesterday and today. This morning, in the middle of the third run, I quit after four miles and did form drills in front of the hotel before taking to the sidewalks. Talk about some funny looks. Good luck with the article.
For some reason I tend to really dislike treadmills too... just something about repetitive scenery that reminds me my muscles hurt and then I quit too soon.
I prefer distractions instead.
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