I walkie-walkie, they aparently talkie-talkie. (sponsored)

*Over the next couple months I’ll be blogging about my fitness journey thanks to my ambassadorship with Smooth Fitness. While these posts are sponsored and I received a super sweet treadmill in exchange for my story, I’m taking this opportunity to get in shape extremely seriously. OK, mostly seriously anyway…

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I love electronics and tech devices. But I loath learning how to use them. Like, it’s a huge first world chore. And typically, when I finally do “understand” how the thingamajig works, I only really understand around 50% of it’s capability.

Not joking at all, I know very little about the hardware on my computer. And I still don’t know how to turn the music off on my phone. You guys, I don’t know how to fire up Pandora on the TV, and I’ve never recorded a show on our DVR because I simply cannot figure it out. My 9 year typically turns Netflix on for me if I want to watch something. I know, it’s embarrassing.

So it should be no surprise to me that the treadmill I’ve been using for the past 4 months has a built-in heart rate monitoring program that I only found out about last week.

How did I find this out you ask? It was because I finally bit the bullet and bought with some Christmas money a Polar Heart Rate Monitor I walkie walkie, they aparently talkie talkie. (sponsored) I’ve been coveting for what feels like eternity. I thought it might be helpful knowing exactly when I’m in that target workout “zone” (mine is between 120-158 bpm), and how many calories I’ve burned while running or doing a cardio class at the gym.

So the story goes, I took the monitor out of the box, plucked in all my stats (height, weight, sex, age), strapped on the chest strap, and hit the treadmill.

You guys, the monitor on my wrist and the treadmill display synched up immediately, and it pretty much freaked me out.

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(Look ma! The 124 on the dash is my bpm – and it matches my heart rate monitor. Also – the 512 number is the amount of calories I’ve burned in 44 minutes. Not too shabby…)

I knew this treadmill was something special, but I’m continually impressed each and every time I use it.

So how did it go? Was my workout better or enhanced because of keeping track of my heart rate?

Um, yes. Yes a whole lot. I’m actually surprised how less-hateful the workout felt. Typically I try to run around 3 miles going at a pace of around 10:30 mi/hr and I curse every single minute of the workout. Oftentimes, even have to slow the machine way down just to catch my breath and grab a swig of water and swear.

But this past week, when I focused on staying in optimal heart rate range (120 – 158 bpm), it feels like I’m getting a much more rewarding experience. I’m running slower (more like 12 mi/hr), but can last so much loooooonger because I’m not sucking so much wind.

It’s like I’m listening to my body or something and it’s working – a totally new concept for me.

Kids, my 12 week half marathon training starts tomorrow. I might not be the fastest 35 year old pounding the pavement, but at least I’ll be a 35 year old pounding the pavement. Which is way more rewarding than pounding nachos. Although I offer not hate to the nachos. I love nachos.

 

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