Just a tad under 15 miles today. I headed for the factory outlet mall not too long after I got out of bed at later than I should have, with a goal of 12-15 miles. I was fully prepared, though, to bail after just a few if my back clenched up.
My back decided to play nice today and I got into a pretty good rhythm right off the bat, and I was moving along at about a 3.4 mph pace. I made myself take a break at 6.5 miles so that I could change socks and get a drink, though there was that temptation to just keep going and get it over with quicker.
“What’s that thing? Is that like one of those ankle monitors? But why is it on your arm?” I couldn’t get a word out, she was just barreling on. “And how come you’re outside? Aren’t you supposed to be stuck at home? Do they know you’re out here?”
I love it when I get a chance to think before speaking. It happens so rarely.
“I get a day pass if I go thirty days without biting anyone.”
Sadly, I must not have the greatest poker face, because after a measured beat she laughed and asked again, “what is it?”
It’s a Body Media armband; it measures the calories I burn. It does a bunch of other things, but that was the easiest to explain. At the end of the day I can connect it to my computer, and see how much I burned off during the day and compare it against how much I ate.
I think she was actually disappointed.
What it did was make me realize how freaking hungry I really was. I scarfed it down, and if not for knowing that if I ate anything more I would really regret it, I might have gotten another one.
I looped the stores a couple more times, and at 14.75 or so I was so close to the car that I decided I was done. I could have gone on, but the car was right there.
The good news is that going another 5 didn’t feel like it would be a problem at all. I had one tiny blister that I slapped some 2nd Skin on and covered with some Elastotape when I changed my socks, but it felt fine after that.
Nineteen more days!