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The World is My Treadmill

I embarked on a new journey this weekend. I decided to try some trail running with my running buddy. Over the past few weeks I have started thinking about how I am going to continue my training through the winter. I already know that the treadmill is not for me, and there is nothing more relaxing to me than the rhythm of my breathing while my feet continuously hit the pavement; and even better, having random conversations with my running buddy that would not be even remotely tolerable to most human beings.

I have contemplated reacquainting myself with the treadmill, trying the whole pool running thing, or simply cross training through the winter. Just thinking about all of these options either gives me anxiety or makes me somewhat sad. Call me dramatic if you will but I know me and I know what will hold me back!

This past weekend my running buddy and I went out to Highbanks Metropark to do our last long training run before the 10k this weekend. The trail was not forgiving, as a matter of fact my body has never been so happy to have ice packs numbing my limbs. Even though it was hard and I hurt badly after the run, I felt like an accomplished runner and even woke up this morning feeling extremely energized. I would not want to trade that experience for a treadmill.

So, I was on the phone with my friend from Maine this evening talking about the finer points of treadmills (well actually talking about how I know NOTHING about the treadmill) and I found myself dramatically saying "The world is my treadmill." Once that statement came out of my mouth I just knew I had to think about hitting up all of the sports stores and getting myself equipped for the brutal running season called winter.

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