This morning I ran four miles, part of my training for a June half-marathon. It was very cold and very windy, typical March weather for my town, which used to be in New England but apparently has been relocated this winter to 150 miles east-northeast of Juneau, Alaska.
Anyway, I pushed the “start” button on my trusty Runkeeper app and discovered it could not find the GPS satellite. This is not uncommon, especially this close to the Arctic Circle; my car GPS often shows me driving through my neighbor’s bedroom and across the pond near our house. Usually if I wait a minute or two I’m ok and my app is happy.
For those of you who don’t use a running app, I can highly recommend Runkeeper. It does a fantastic job keeping time and distance, except for the mean lady who keeps whispering in my ear telling me how slow I’m running.
This morning, though, I fell in love with that lady. Here’s why.