Do you dread the treadmill? Bear it? Love-hate it?
I dread and avoid it at all costs.
For three hours.
Warming up, I realized NBC was broadcasting Ironman World Championship: Kona again. Yesss! Aleks: 1. Dreadmill: 0!
Teared up (again) watching those people cross the Finish line and hear “You are an Ironman!” –>I want it. I want to be an Ironman. <-- Amazing stories; amazing athletes! So inspiring. Sadly, they were crossing the Finish line, which meant Kona was over less than 10 minutes into my run. And because nothing interesting happened from then on, I’ll spare you the
gory boring details; here:
The machine needed to be reset only once (max time is 99 minutes, so that first pic you see there is 101 minutes, including 2 min cool down that I used to eat a GU).
Slowed down the pace for the second part, then accidentally lassoed my iPhone behind me (I wonder why it keeps breaking…). Paused the machine to go get it, pressed Stop again by mistake and there; round 3. The final go was the slowest, including a seven-minute cool down walking at 4 mph/ 15-minute mile.
I was possibly the first person to ever eat Twizzlers while working out?
In all, to put it ever so eloquently, I sweated out about a pound of sweat:
I did, too, weigh my soaked clothes in the locker room — then drained them and weighed them again. And yes, I know: I should’ve thought to weigh them when they were dry, pre-run. Next time!
Not that there will be one if I can help it. But just in case, a few tips on beating treadmill boredom from people who are not me:
- Mix up speed and incline to keep your mind occupied.
- If watching TV, pick up the pace during commercials.
- Put a towel over the display and try to guess how long and how far you’ve run without peaking.
I don’t know… I was still bored.
Now your turn. Do you run on treadmills? What’s your cure for boredom?