Tag Archives: Garmin

Like a rollin’ thunder chasing the wind

This summer the sky over my city is as often lit up by lightning as it is by the rays of the sun.   The flash storms roll in without warning, lightning literally coming out of the blue (check out some cool photos of a recent storm).   I’ve been caught a few times out on a run in the middle of a thunderstorm.  My instinct is set a 5K PB getting myself away from bolts that can melt my shoes.  I’m not an alarmist, but should I be running scared? 

The odds of being struck by lightning in Canada are low, with about 10 deaths and 90-160 injuries per year.  The toll is highest in southern Ontario and among outdoor enthusiasts.  That last part warrants some precautionary measures on my end.  Still, it is rare for a runner to be struck and killed by lightning.  Although it does happen.  Just last week a man was beach jogging in Southern Shores, NC when he was hit and killed by lightning.  Perhaps not surprisingly, most running victims seemed to be on a  beach when they met their electrifying maker.   I’m an urban runner, but my routes occasionally take me to risky areas like open hill tops and waterfront paths.

The 30/30 rule helps you assess the danger level:  Count the time between the thunder and lightning (1 sec = 300 metres, 30 sec = 10K danger zone) and if the bang-flash timing is less than 30 seconds wait until 30 minutes after the last flash and bang before resuming your run.  If you find yourself out in threatening weather the universal advice is to “find safe shelter” (meaning a substantial, enclosed building).  If that’s not an option you want to avoid being near the tallest object around (so stay away from isolated trees and other tall objects), you don’t want to be the tallest object around (so avoid open fields, beaches, and high ground/hills), you don’t want to be near anything that conducts an electrical charge (so stay away from metal objects like poles, fences, gates) and you need to get away from water.  If the weather is really active packs of runners should spread out 3-4 metres.  No outdoor place is 100% safe, but you can easily minimize your risk.   

In 2007 the New England Journal of Medicine published the surprising case of a 37 year old jogger struck by a lightning sideflash (when the lightning jumps from another object, in this case a tree, to the person) while he was out for a run.   The most remarkable part of the story concerns his iPod.  Humans aren’t terribly conductive and lightning will usually “flashover” the surface of the body; however, sweat and metallic objects in contact with the skin can disrupt the flow.

An iPod isn’t a lightning rod (it won’t attract lightning), but wearing one can make a bad situation worse.  If you are already unlucky enough to get hit, the iPod adds insult to injury when the wires interrupt skin resistance to the electrical current.  During a flashover the iPod, against sweaty skin, draws in the current and, in the jogger’s case, directed the current right through his head.   The jogger had burns along his chest, neck, and ears following the path of the headphone wire.  His eardrums were ruptured, the tiny bones in his ear that conduct sound were dislocated, and he has severe conductive hearing loss.  His jaw broke, possibly due to electrically generated muscle contractions.  He survived, but his outcome would have been brighter if he hung up his headphones. 

Lessons Learned:  In addition to the helpful advice about seeking shelter or minimizing risk if shelter is not available, the teched-out runner is reminded to remove all conductive materials from their body.  Music players/headphones and cellphones are known hazards.  I haven’t yet heard of any Garmin related lightning injuries.  Yet.  Miles (my Garmin) tends to lose consciousness in rainy weather, so he already stays at home during storms.

 

Title Reference:  Live – Lightning Crashes.  From the album Throwing Copper.  1995.

Rocky Mountain High

Ever wanted to run the Rocky Mountain Half Marathon in Denver Colorado?  Well you can and you don’t even need to leave the familiarity and convenience of your own neighbourhood.  Officially rebranded as The Mile High Experience Half Marathon/Virtual Half Marathon, runners around the world raced anytime between June 5th and the live event on June 14th.  It’s a brave new world, filled with satellite technology and virtual races.  

Using www.mapmyrun.com each runner must plot a 13.1 mile course.  You load that course into some sort of newfangled device (iPhone, Garmin, Nike+) that can track your progress.  You run the route and upon completion send the data to race officials.  Once race brass confirm that you crossed the “finish line”, an official time will be logged and a shirt and a medal will be sent to your home.  I’m kind of meh about the idea.  Kind of a cool twist taking advantage of technology many of us have come to love on one hand, but a gimmicky cash grab on the other, as virtual runners pay the same fee as the live runners.  In my mind, running at the same time (or withing ten days) in no way equates to running the same race.   The difficulty level, the weather conditions, and the atmosphere charged with excited runners will be impossible to replicate elsewhere, and that’s in part what makes a run a race.  Many of these runners will be running at an elevation considerably lower than one mile above sea level, which hardly qualifies as the “mile high experience” advertised on their finisher’s t-shirt.  Its like watching a concert online and then buying the tour t-shirt, there’s something odd about it.  It’s like when I run 13.1 miles in training – I have run the half marathon distance, but not a half marathon (even if Husband greets me at the end with a shiny medal and a cookie).  According to the website the virtual results will be integrated with those of the live event runners, which in the spirit of fair play in competition hardly seems sporting. 

So while I like the idea in theory, in execution it seems flawed.  I’d rather participate in an entirely virtual event, to be run at the same time all over the world.  Nike’s 10K Human Race last summer took this approach, except runners could only participate if they used a Nike+ system to log their run.  I was left behind by my iPod + shoe pod wearing comrades.  For now, cringing at Wipeout is as close to virtual athletics as I’ll get.

Title Reference:  John Denver – Rocky Mountain High.  From the album Rocky Mountain High.  1972.

I Love/Hate My Garmin 405

I used to be a low tech runner.  Past tense.  My takes a lickin’ and keeps on tickin’ Timex Ironman was good enough for me.  Was.  And then my husband bought me a devilishly addictive little gadget called a Garmin 405.  And now?  I can’t run without it.

I love the data, so much glorious data.  I especially love compiling the data into geeky distance/pace/elevation/heartrate overlay graphs.

I hate that I so quickly became obsessed with the aforementioned data.  A signal failure or low-battery warning causes a near panic. What if I don’t know my speed and heart rate exactly 3.25K into my run?  I need this information.  NEED.

I love that the on-the-go feedback pushes my training limits.

I hate the on-the-go feedback during a bad run.  I’m slow, I know, shut up about it.

I love that my heart rate monitor can predict the future.  An “easy” run with a confusing average heart rate of 172 and 12 hours later I’m stricken with the flu.

I hate when my Garmin thinks it is smarter than me.  Like when it spontaneously tries to direct me back to ‘begin’ even when I don’t want to go back to ‘begin’.  Right would be wrong Garmin, I need to go left.

I love when my Garmin syncs with the wrong starting location and suddenly tells me I’m running at the speed of light.  Why yes, I can run 872 Km in 64 seconds.

I hate that it short-circuits in the rain.  Electroshock therapy on the run.

I love that the 405 is positively miniature next to the older models; you know, the ones reminiscent of 1984 cell phones.

I hate that small things come in much more expensive packages.  I thought running was supposed to be cheap?

I love beating my virtual training partner “Miles”.  Yes, I named him Miles.

I hate holding my arm in the air (It helps. It does!) for five minutes trying to lock on to a signal.

I love the wireless data transfer to my computer.  Who has time to plug-in and download?  I’m a gal on the go.  Now I just walk by and my watch tells my computer what it needs to know.

I hate that I may never again be a Zen runner.  I love the numbers way too much.