I. Hate. Treadmills.
There. That felt good.
Now, treadmills and I didn't always have this sort of negative relationship; in fact, when I began running in March 2016, I logged every mile of my Couch to 5K program on a treadmill. The first time I ran outdoors was during my first ever road race. I continued to utilize the treadmill at my local gym during training sessions for the next few road races, but I slowly began to transition to more outdoor runs. Eventually, I was running on the treadmill once a week or less, and since then I have been on the treadmill 5 times. Mostly, I was getting in 4 or 5 miles on days that were too cold (my cutoff is 20* Fahrenheit), too rainy, or if there was too much snow on the ground. And that was working well until last Friday, when I was scheduled to run 10 miles.
Know what else was scheduled for Friday?
A bomb cyclone.
If you're not from New England, a bomb cyclone is like a Nor'Easter but on crack.
I panicked. I looked to see if I could get up at 4:30am to beat the weather (the rain was going to start at 1:00am, so scratch that). I checked the radar to see if I could drive to another state to avoid it (all of Connecticut, Rhode Island, Massachusetts, New Hampshire, and Maine were affected, so that was out).
Eventually, I resigned myself to an hour and a half of treadmill running, and headed out to my YMCA. The first 4 miles passed easily, and I remembered there were some benefits to treadmills after all:
- I had access to my water bottle during my whole run
- I could refill said water bottle whenever I needed
- I could use the bathroom at any time, without concern for being arrested
- No change in scenery -- you can only watch so many episodes of Parks & Rec before you start to channel your own inner Ron Swanson
- Changes in pace don't feel as natural as they do on the roads
- Have you ever been so bored you've considered tripping over your own feet just to spice things up?