Well, well! After a bit of faffing I got myself out the door on a grey, damp, lightly foggy and mildishly cold morning. The Garmin is still locked in a safe far, far away so it was Nike Run Club again. I didn’t have any pockets so the phone got tucked deep into a waist belt. I had ‘A Cold Run’ playing, mainly because it is the right length. For some reason my phone keeps selecting Dougie MacLean’s Whitewash album to accompany NRC guided runs. It’s been doing this since I cancelled my Apple Music subscription, like some sort of twisted punishment. It felt too much work to try to get to the phone and change the settings, what with cold fingers, gloves, tops and fluorescent bibs, so off I trotted to ‘Trail of the Survivor’, ‘Gloomy Winter’, ‘No No No’ and ‘Rescue Me’. Yes, those really are the first four tracks.
However, the tempo was just right and I quickly found myself trotting along in a happy Folk bubble.
10 minutes in I realised that I wasn’t hearing the kilometre/pace notifications, but I was so mellow at that point it felt good not to know.
It was a great run, people! I haven’t had one of those in sooooo long. I was comfortable, no aches and pains, breathing easy. I smiled and said ‘hello’ to people with genuine, comfortable bonhomie. There were a couple of muddy hills which were a little wilting and I took the gates and cattle grids slightly more slowly than strictly necessary after those obstacles, but I didn’t feel the need to stop at any point.
With no Garmin or phone to glance at, I had no idea what pace I was going. I stopped when I was nearly home for a photoshoot at this fabulous tree, then off again at an easy pace to finish.
Well! Look at those splits! I’m so chuffed - these are times I was doing when I was running at my most regularly AND I felt good doing it. I’m not going to give up wearing the Garmin - the stats are just too good to wallow in - but I shall definitely experiment with sticking a plaster/strap over it to help resist the temptation to peek. And I might even stick with Dougie.
Happy running, peeps!