Until I met my Garmin.

I am now in....not love......but serious, serious like.
I might love it if I could finish the instruction manual. The local running store offers a class on how to operate this watch, if that tells you anything.
My favorite part? I love to know my heart rate. I feel like the Garmin is my friend, watching out for me, telling me my heart rate, worrying about me.....it just makes me all warm and fuzzy thinking about it.
I think I will be naming it.
Oh, and I would be remiss if I didn't mention my other new gadget. (Didn't I just claim to hate gadgets? Yes. This was another husband purchase.)

You clip it onto your clothes when you run at night, and it flashes so brightly that it can cause seizures in passers-by. Not really, but it is obnoxiously bright. Apparently my true love is concerned that I am going to get hit by a car, and since I refused to wear his fluorescent trooper vest, he found a cute little alternative.
I bet my protective helmet is coming in the mail any day now.
Yeahhh Johnny. Awesome gifts! Garmin owns the ways to my heart!
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