After 2 days and about 100 attempts to revive my fickle Garmin, it looks like it decided to make it's return (yet again) to the land of the living.
Only took 48 hours before it would randomly decide to respond to a manual reset. Suppose 100th time is the charm?
I honestly don't get what this darn things issue is.
Pretty much I've decided that the watch hates me and needs a bit of time away from me every now and then. No big deal. Just wish it would decide one way or the other and stop toying with me in the moments I would like to rely on it.
Yesterday I drug my tired booty out of bed at the ugly hour of 5 am to make the 100+ mile round trip to the middle of nowhere and keep a friend company as they went for a half marathon PR. Brought ole trusty along so that I could hopefully be of some pacing help.
Turns out that !$#%* decided to work, but with a few kinks every now and again. She decided to go back to her old ways of erratically flipping through the various screen options and beeping like crazy. I kept her on overall average pace so that I would be of as much help as possible.
But I wasn't.
The course was hard as all heck.
This run was more than likely the hilliest route my legs have ever traveled along.
But, I found myself at a weird crossroad with those inclines where I was actually looking forward to going up them as they approached. With every climb came the satisfaction of driving a bit harder anticipating the moment it would crest.
Hurt so good.
Cruising through this course comfortably gave me just the satisfaction I need for the Chitown Half this coming Sunday. While I'm not expecting a miracle or PR and I'm still hellbent on not wearing a watch, I'm pretty sure that things will be a bit smoother than my last go at this distance.
|Blowing kisses to Mr. CRG|
|Excited to see Ms. Xaarlin & smiling through it all|
And that's all I'm really after...
a fun race along the lakefront where my body keeps all of its fuels down.