Friday, December 26, 2008

Time for something new

Two and a half years ago, when I started on my fitness journey, I had a trainer who was into monitoring your heart rate while working out. I bought a Polar F4 heart rate monitor and despite the fact that the watch unit was a bit big, I loved it and I wore it all the time.

This semester, I has all but given up the ghost. It is scratched beyond the point of being decent. I've dropped it one too many times on the locker room floor, and the LCD display is now all blotchy. It constantly tells me the battery is low, even though it just got a new one a couple of months ago. It occasionally resets itsef to its orignal settings and I have to re-program it to tell it what time and date it really is. Oh yeah, and a few weeks ago, the button to do just that fell off.

I don't really need another HR monitor, since my Garmin has one. What I do need, however, is a reliable watch. It damn near broke my heart, but today I used some gift certificates and replaced my dear old Polar F4 with a Timex Ironman Sleek model for ladies in dark purple. I really love the colour!
I am nostalgic sometimes and I'm a bit sad to retire the Polar. It's been with me through so many ups and downs and has been good to me, but I'm also excited about the new watch. It's so much more feminine and just plain snazzy! I figured it was time to change things up a bit.


Alexandra said...

What a nice watch! I am attached to my Ironman Timex Flix that I bought 10 years ago! It has been there for me all these years but now it's time to move onto my new toy!

Happy running with your new snazzy watch!

ipm said...

happy Christmas to you! sad when things take a dive, but I like that new one...

run well!

Backofpack said...

Wow, it's gorgeous! I love that you are attached to your old one. That is so like me - I get attached, and sometimes to the oddest things. Coffee cups, watches, a hair brush...the list goes on.

When my Grandma died, I asked for her wrist watch. They told me it was broken, but I didn't care, because I was attached. How many years did I see it with a tissue stuffed under the band? It was on Grandma's arm in every memory I have.

You can tuck the old one away, and bring it out to inspire you and remind you about how hard you've worked, and how far you've come.