I am a road runner. No question. I kind of already knew that, but this past weekend’s experience with treadmill running confirmed it.
I live in a city with plenty of footpaths and a nearby park with lots of great paths and trails. I’m a little spoiled for choice when it comes to running routes. I’ve always enjoyed being able to get outside for a run and when I stopped running to music I enjoyed it even more. So much to see and take notice of; so many interesting things and sounds and people surrounding me.
So what happens when you take an outdoor road runner and put her indoors on a treadmill?
Misery.
