When I first starting running a couple years ago, I was fortunate enough to have a membership at a gym with an indoor track. The indoor track is a little less monotonous than a treadmill. Especially, with occasional passing by of Jeff Goldblum walking the opposite direction with a basketball.
This served me well for working my way up a mile each week on the long runs. I just had to do an extra four laps each Saturday. I got up to going around the track enough times for 10 miles just before my first half marathon.
Then I switched jobs a few months later. My fiance was soon to be back from a 6 month stint in DC. He was filling a contract position at NOAA while looking for an actual contract worker. It seemed more prudent to switch to a gym that cost half as much so that he could also partake in a gym experience once again. This meant no more indoor track.
I actually trained for my two half marathons this past year mostly on the treadmill. I did hill workouts with only the uphill, fartleks, and intervals all on the treadmill. I even did the grueling 2 hours straight on the treadmill to get in the 10 mile long run. Sounds boring, but I was terrified of running outside.
I live in New York City. I can easily find a subway, or bus, to take me home if I get too tired, sore, or what not, but the fear of not making it home haunted me. I would also make up other excuses, like that I did not have the correct attire to run outside. The thought of running outside was just to rugged and scary.
I did all the long runs on the treadmill for the half marathon last March, but for the September half marathon, my husband put us on a diet. (This diet has worked wonders for him. From Memorial Day until now he has lost over 55 pounds.) The diet emphasized not exercising until you had adjusted to the diet so that you don’t send your body into starvation mode by not eating enough to keep up with the exercise, so I took a break.
By July I was getting restless, and need to do some long runs before the September half-marathon. (I’m not crazy like my husband who will run a half-marathon with no training.) I didn’t want to waste time going down to the gym to do the long run, and it was summer, so why shouldn’t I just run outside.
This summer in NYC was HOT. I was through my water bottle in no time, and I could not manage to get a run in that was longer than 7 miles. This left me terrified of what would happen at the half marathon in September.
The September half marathon came. It was what I first thought of as a freezing 40F morning. I was well chilled in my capris and short sleeve shirt that wore during my summer runs. I added only gloves and a ear warming head band. The race started and I was going faster than I thought I would. I reached half way and was having a blast. I got to the end and took 8 minutes off my time from 6 months prior, and I thought, “Why don’t I just wake up every morning and go for a long run?”
I went back to the treadmill for awhile, but I could not attain the speed that I had outdoors. Why? Because it is too damned hot indoors.
The past couple of weeks, the temperatures have been in the 30s and 40s, and while I hesitate to go out for the run, I always enjoy it. I’ve been enjoying the hills, the parks, exploring the neighborhood, and the faster running times.
The moral of my story, in short, outside is so much better when it is cooler out than the inside of a gym.