Day 24: June 9 I planned to go on a nice 4 mile jog this morning but the weather had other plans - its was raining. Normally I would still go on my jog. I have this bright red, rain jacket that I wear out when it's raining. It's only water resistant, not waterproof, but a little water never hurt anybody. Today wasn't a normal day though, we were having summer thunderstorms and I have bad encounters with electricity. So off I drove to the gym to face the death machine, the treadmill.
I hate the treadmill. It's boring. Same pace, same sights, same experiences. It drives me mentally crazy. No matter how much treadmill companies try to create virtual routes for you to run through or create special logarithms that adjust the incline to simulate hill running, it feels fake. My brain ultimately knows that I am actually not running up a hill in New Zealand. In a sport that is as largely mental as physical, having a bored mind is a bad thing.
Running outside is an experience. There are sounds, sights, and even moments that a machine just can't replicate - at least yet. You can't simulate the rush of adrenaline after almost getting hit by a car or the moment when, in full stride, you misstep on the edge of an unfinished road and twist your ankle.
After I hopped on the treadmill, I tried not to think about the fact that I was running on a treadmill. My first priority was to distract my mind. I first listened to my audiobook so that my focus was shifted elsewhere. After 10 minutes or so, I turned up the tunes to keep me in a zone.
4 miles later, I finished and it wasn't as bad as I thought. I don't think I'll ever be a treadmill warrior like some people, but that's fine with me.