It’s on the treadmill again today. I hadn’t been listening to music or anything lately.
Instead, I decided to try the NYTimes Audio app.
I ran slowly, feeling the tiredness – if that’s the right word – from yesterday’s intervals. It didn’t matter. It was an easy run and it would be better to run it slow and feel the easiness of it.
I wondered if I removed the watch, blacked out the treadmill data with a towel, would I be able to tell the speed if I went purely by feel?
I think so. After all these years, I can tell, give or take. I’ve run marathons without looking at the watch and been reasonably accurate. But certainly not a strategy for a personal best or a race.
With the headphones in my ears, I heard a bizarre story about a Kit-Kat cargo heist to steal rare Kit-Kats. This, from their unusual popularity in Japan, with limited edition flavours and ‘drops’.
Then I heard a futuristic story about humans adopting space habitats.
Time went by. Dawn started edging with the sky softly changing colours. The run ended soon after.