I had just received an early Father’s Day gift from Glenda…a Garmin Forerunner 305 running watch. Among some of the features of this watch include reading a satellite as you run, monitoring your heart rate, and allowing you to run with a virtual partner (which is good if you’re a “lone wolf” like me). When you are finished, you can upload your data to your computer, Garmin’s website and/or dailymile. This allows you to share your routes with other people, and helps you keep better track of your training.
I already have a Garmin Forerunner 201 running watch, which is the equivalent of the Zack Morris cell phone. It can’t upload your data because it’s so “old school,” but it serves my purposes nevertheless. Lately, it’s been acting squirrely, and I wanted to replace it before it totally freaks out on me.
I decided to christen the watch this past Wednesday night. I was about one mile into my run, and decided to take a brief moment to admire my new prized possession. Then...out of nowhere...FUMBLE ALABAMA!!! I was doing the tango with the pavement. After a quick blood transfusion, I was back on my feet running strong. In all the years I've been running, this is only the third time I’ve gone rumbling, bumbling & stumbling. Coincidentally, that is the same number of times I watched Pam fall during the Croom 50K last year.
P.S. No watches were harmed during the making of this blog.
KEEP TRACK OF MY RUNNING ON