...so incredibly grateful for a package waiting on the doorstep from Garmin! My new (well, refurbished) watch arrived yesterday and I took it for a spin this afternoon. Oh, I am so addicted to knowing my exact pace! I tried to revel in non-watch running while I was without, but I hated it. Hated it. I want to know that there's a reason my heart is beating so fast or my breathing changes. I think it's that lazy, Cheez-it eating teenager buried inside me, but I do not trust myself to come up with the plan of attack for a run.
Garmin and I ran a fast two miles right after work. If I can run just a little faster than I did today on Thursday, I'll sneak under that 23-minute mark. Even if I don't, today's run felt great. My legs aren't sore, my lungs aren't too angry about the bazillion leaves falling and spewing their allergens, and I have my watch back. Bring it on!