Running Coach!

A few weeks ago I spent the weekend in Little Rock, Arkansas, at St. Vincent’s hospital.IMG_1069No, don’t worry!  I wasn’t there because someone was sick.  I was there for educational purposes, and it wasn’t nursing or anything medically related.

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I attended a running coach certification course!  It was a weekend jammed full of information on the different types of runners, what different types of runners need, and how to design training programs for runners from a couch to 5K to a marathon.

I have to admit.  It was pretty overwhelming.  I never realized what went into the training that I’ve been through.  I just showed up and ran with my group, followed the coach’s instructions and lead, and then on race day, I showed up and ran my race!  The science and discussion behind various training strategies is fascinating–and complicated!

Anywho, attending the course was the first step towards certification.  The next step was successfully passing the online exam.

My goal for this week was to complete the exam.  We could take as long as we needed to complete it, as long as we completed in within 30 days of the course.  So I started the exam yesterday.  I’d work through a few questions, take a break, come back to it.  This morning I finished the exam.

My heart starting beating fast as I hesitated over the submit button.  I had one chance, and there were a few questions I was unsure about.  But I knew that I had answered the questions to the best of my ability.  Come what may, I was done with the test.  I hit submit.  And then that 5 second wait that seemed like 5 hours was over and my score popped up on the screen.

Was that really my score?  I could feel my hands start to shake.  It’s over, I told myself.  Deep breath, girl.  You….PASSED!IMG_0337

Yes, I passed the exam, and Tulsa now has a new certified running coach.  So if you’re in the Tulsa area and you think you might like to be a runner, I’d love to help you reach that goal!

 

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My First Trail Run: The Spectacular Spill on Turkey Mountain

One thing on my running to-do list has been to try trail running.  But training for and running two marathons in one year didn’t leave much time for other running adventures.  So with no big races planned for 2017, when I saw the announcement about the Snake Run I decided to take the opportunity to try trail running.

Now, the name of the race seriously made me reconsider registering for the race since my fear of snakes borders on a phobia.  I am terrified petrified of snakes.  I hate them so much I made my sister read the reptile chapter in my eighth grade science class to me so I wouldn’t have to look at those pictures.  Shiver.

But once I scrolled past the picture of a colorful, coiled up snake (shiver, again) on the race’s website, I discovered that the name of the race came from the curvy nature of the trail on Turkey Mountain, a wilderness area right here in the middle of Tulsa (sweet!), and had nothing to do with snakes, thankfully.  Then, I learned that runners of this race chose a time limit of either 3 or 6 hours.  The objective, then, was to run as far as possible within that time limit.  Sounded like a good race for my first trail race, so I signed up.  At least if I made one lap and decided I hated trail running, I could just quit.  There wasn’t a distance I needed to complete.  Kind of took the pressure off, you know.

So for those of you who follow me on Facebook, here’s the story I promised you of why my first trail run ended like this:trail running, 1The day of the run dawned sunny and clear, a perfect day to run.  I was feeling a bit nervous since the rules of this race were so different from road races.  A veteran trail runner explained that we would make the 3.75 mile loop, check in at the start/finish line for our miles to be logged, and head back out for the next loop.  The strategy came in finishing the current loop before your time limit was up.  Otherwise, those last 3.75 miles would not be counted.

The 6 hour runners started, and 15 minutes later the gun went off for us lowly 3 hour runners.  I took my place in the line of runners along the narrow beginning of the trail, and my first trail run was underway.  I discovered that what I’d been told about trail running was absolutely true.  My pace was much slower, and I had to focus on the ground right in front of me to know where to put my feet.  Yep, just like they said.

snake run2, 2017About 2 miles in, I was feeling good, enjoying the new adventure of jumping over rocks, mud puddles, rocks, and ditches when all of sudden I found myself face down in the dirt.  But it wasn’t just a fall.  It was one of those falls that begins with a couple of bounces when you hit the ground and finally ends when you skid to a stop with an “oomph.”  A most spectacular spill, I’m sure, if I’d been on the viewing end of that initiation into trail running.  Other runners passed me like gazelles, slowing down enough to make sure I was okay and to pass on encouragement to “walk it off”, telling me that a fall makes me a true trail runner.  Sprawled on the ground, taking up the entire trail with limbs in every which direction, that did make me feel a bit better!

snake run1, 2017I landed hard on my left hip (enough to get road rash through my shorts, I discovered later), but running didn’t seem to make it worse, initially, so I kept going.  My goal was to run 13 miles in the 3 hours, but with each loop, my left leg and knee started protesting more and more and my lap times kept getting slower.  Finally, I noticed that I was holding my breath and with each step over tree limbs, rocks, or ditches, a little moan would escape from my mouth.  I decided that to risk further injury, the prudent thing to do was to end the race…at 12.75 miles.  I hate doing the prudent thing sometimes, especially so close to my goal.

So there you have it.  The story of my first trail run…and 2 weeks later, I’m still sporting a nice greenish bruise on my leg.  But fall and all, I had fun!

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From the Back of the Pack

For the first time in over a year, I skipped a Saturday run today.  That shin pain that developed after my last marathon has been bugging me again this week, so I decided it would be best not to run 16 miles today.  Plus, Saturday runs have not been so much fun lately.

I’ve been feeling discouraged about running and CrossFit and fitness in general lately.

Two weeks ago I ran the Sweetheart run double–a 5K followed by a 10K.  I was okay with my 5K time but 158disappointed in my 10K time.  It was almost 2 minutes off my PR.

Then we had a benchmark workout on the schedule at CrossFit.  It’s an opportunity to measure ourselves to see that we’re progressing in our fitness.  Our score was the total number of repetitions of several different exercises completed before the final buzzer.  Of the girls, I finished last by quite a few repetitions.

And after running with a group for a year where I could easily run at the front of the group, I moved up a pace group where I’m lagging way behind everyone else, crying inside, the coach plodding along beside me, encouraging me so I could just finish the run.

What is going on?  Why is everything such a challenge?  Why can’t I do better?  These are the questions I’m asking myself as I mentally berate myself from the back of the pack for not keeping up with the others.

As I’ve mulled this over, thinking about my performance in the various activities I participate in, it came to me.  Things are harder because I’m pushing myself.

148The Sweetheart Run with the disappointing 10K time?  It was actually a 15K PR.  So it wasn’t a consecutive 15K, but I understand now why my 10K time wasn’t better.  For a total of 9 miles, I made myself run raster than I did during my last 15K.

And that CrossFit workout that I’m bummed about?  I actually completed more repetitions than I did last time, and, unlike last time, I did not scale the workout.  I used the weights and distances that the workout is meant to be done with.  Gains!

And maybe I am bringing up the rear in my running group, but I’m running at a faster pace for a longer distance, something my body is not yet used to. 159Perspective.  When I stop comparing myself to others and look at the gains I’ve made, I’m doing okay.  Things are hard now because I’m making my body work hard, but that’s how fitness gains happen.  And that’s really what it’s all about.  Whatever you do to keep yourself fit, it’s not a competition (unless you’re a professional athlete in which case you probably wouldn’t be reading my little blog!).  It’s not about comparing yourself to others; it’s about pushing yourself to be the best, the strongest, the fastest, the fittest you can be.

156So I traded in my running shoes for dumbbells today and got my glisten on.  Hopefully, next week I’ll be back with my running group, trying to remember that my place at the back of the pack means I’m getting stronger!

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How are your fitness goals coming along?

How are you feeling about your current level of fitness?

 

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One of my biggest fears since losing a boatload of weight is that I would gain weight again.  I’m terrified of that happening.  I never want to be overweight again.  I hated how I felt physically and mentally as an overweight obese person, and for the most part that fear has kept me on the straight and narrow in making good food choices.  That, and the fact that my desire for junk food is essentially gone.  Well, mostly gone.

But then it happened.  I’ve gained some weight.  Not a lot.  I bet most people who see me every day can’t even tell, but I know.  While I’m learning not to be totally obsessed by the number on the scale, when I know what I’ve been eating and I see that number go up, I know I’ve put on some weight.

Confession time.  I’ve been eating way too much chocolate.  Like every day, having something chocolate.  I know what my trigger for sweets is–fatigue.  When I’m tired, I crave chocolate like a drowning man must crave air.  I feel like I HAVE to have sugar.  And my resistance to temptation when I’m tired is zilch.  I feel like my will power is completely tapped out, and I give in.  Every.  Single.  Time.

IMG_1280Working night shift, I spend about 75% of my week tired.  I’m up for over 24 hours more than one day a week.  It’s a tough schedule, and Lord willing, I’ll be able to come off of it soon.  So while I tend to want to comfort myself with this notion that I have reason to be tired and that chocolate is just helping me get through the day, I am NOT okay with gaining weight.  And I recognize that stinkin’ thinkin’ in my excuse.  Chocolate is food, an inanimate object; it can’t make me do anything.  And it can’t really make me less tired.  Fatigue or not, I chose to eat enough chocolate to put on a few pounds.  Me.  I did it.

So my old fat self would have beaten myself up, said “to heck with it” and had some more chocolate.  Anybody in that boat with me?  But having gone through a major weight loss, I’ve learned some valuable lessons and gained some tools that I think will get me back on track.  This is how I’m handling this little set back:

  1.  Remember.  I find myself thinking back to how I felt before I lost weight, reliving those aches and pains and negative thoughts and emotions.  I don’t want that again.  That’s enough to motivate me to get back on track.
  2. Go back to the basics.  I’ve pulled up my Lose It! app again and am tracking my calories daily again.  I need that concrete reminder of how002 many calories chocolate deducts from my “calorie bank” and then, deciding if having chocolate is worth going over my calorie limit or being hungry the rest of the day.
  3. Find new ways to deal with fatigue.  It’s tough when you’re halfway through a 12 hour night shift and find yourself absolutely exhausted.  That’s when I really start craving chocolate.  I’m still working on this part; it’s definitely the hardest part for me, but I’m trying to deal with it by not keeping cash on me (so I can’t go to the vending machines) and by bringing healthy snacks like fruit, protein bars, or a baggie of almonds and raisins to work with me.  When I’m home and the cravings hit, I’m trying to just distract myself with another activity or if I have time, just lie down for a nap.

So I’ll keep you posted on how things are going.  If you find yourself in this same position of having lost some weight and now gaining some, don’t beat yourself up!  This does NOT mean the end of your healthy lifestyle!  Own the choices you’ve made that have led to the weight gain, and get back on track.  We’ll do it together!

Talk to me:

How do you handle set backs on the choices you’ve made to live a healthier life?

What’s your favorite weight loss/health app?

A Single’s Take on Valentine’s Day

Valentine’s Day can be an uncomfortable day for me, as I think it can be for most single folks.  When a day is geared towards romantic love and relationships, and you’re single, like me, where does that leave you?  At home, alone, feeling depressed because apparently I’m so ugly and unlovable that nobody wants to be with me?  Seriously, I used to feel that way.  And sometimes, I still wonder what it would be like to be with someone who was totally enamored with me on Valentine’s Day.

But dwelling on those thoughts is really what makes me miserable, not being single.  It’s desiring what I don’t have instead of treasuring what I do have that makes me unhappy.  And what I do have is abundant!

  1. I have family and friends who love me, not in a romantic type of way, but in that comfortable kind of no matter what happens we’ll still be there for you kind of way.  That’s a priceless gift!
  2. I have an entire evening free on Valentine’s night.  I can either choose to lay around home and mope, or I can babysit for a couple so they can continue on with the hard work of making a relationship work.  Time is a beautiful gift.  I want to use it well.
  3. I have a relationship with a God who is enamored with me.  It’s always humbling when I remember that the God of the universe delights in me, that he chose me to be his daughter, that he wants to spend time with me, that his love for me is so strong he let his son die for me.  Just sayin’…no human relationship can match that!

I’m not saying I always do a good job at keeping this perspective.  It’s still hard to be alone on a day that celebrates romance and relationships, even though I’m content being single.  But I’m learning that joy is a choice.  So instead of joining the ranks of single folk sporting black hearts in defiance of Valentine’s Day, I hope this year I can truly celebrate the fact that my friends and family have found the love of their lives and look for ways I can cheer them on in their chosen path of life.

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How will you spend Valentine’s Day this year?

Since I’ve Been MIA…

Time flies when you’re having fun…and sometimes even when you’re not, right?  Actually, life has been good, just busy, and because I feel like I’ve kind of just dropped out of the blogging world for the last couple of weeks, I thought I’d just catch you up on what’s been going on since I’ve been MIA.

  1.  I ran a 10K PR!  I’m only just starting to increase my weekly mileage and the distance of my long runs since my stress injury following my last marathon in November, so when the Go Short, Go Long, Go Very Long race rolled around towards the end of January, I knew I wasn’t ready to do the 25K distance that I had originally set my sights on.  But I felt reasonably sure I could do a 10K.  My plan was to use the middle 3 miles as a 5K time trial, but the pace felt good so I kept going and crossed the finish line in 54 minutes and 27 seconds!  I love getting PRs, especially unexpected ones!IMG_1416
  2. I moved up a pace group in training runs.  I’m not training for any specific race at the moment, but I signed up for mIMG_1443arathon training because I enjoy running with a group and to just stay in shape.  Because I’m running just to run for now, I decided to challenge myself and move up to the next fastest pace group.  Wow!  Saturday runs have gone from being easy, conversational runs to feeling like a race every week.  Saturday runs have become a definite challenge, and while I’m tempted to move back to my old pace group, the competitor in me wants to see if I can keep up this faster pace for longer distances.  We’ll see how that goes…
  3. I nearly knocked myself out with a barbell.  So we were working on split jerks at CrossFit.  I was on my fifth of 5 heavy singles.  I had 85 pounds on my bar, dipped to load my leg muscles, and with all the force in my legs, I drove those 85 pounds right smack into the underneath side of my chin.  That’s what happens when you don’t get your head out of the way in time apparently.  My head felt like my skull was just bouncing around in there, seriously.  But don’t get the wrong idea about CrossFit.  Coach had taught us the right way to split jerk and even warned us about making sure we don’t get our heads in the way.  I think I have learned my lesson!
  4. I passed my program final exam!  That’s a big part of what’s kept me away from blogging–well, studying, that is.  Thankfully, Sunny was right there to oversee my studying progress.  I was only slightly less IMG_1432nervous going into that exam than I was going into my graduate final oral exam.  But as most things usually are, it was not nearly as bad as I’d anticipated (maybe all that studying just prepared me well?).  And now Monday, I begin 180 hours of externship where the rubber meets the road.  I’m feeling really nervous…

So that’s been my life lately.  Stay tuned for posts that will be more helpful (hopefully) to your quest for health.

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On the Other Side of Fear

You may remember that last August I started a fitness and health training program with a goal of becoming a certified personal trainer in mind.  At the time, I questioned my sanity.  I mean, I’ve invested 24 years into my nursing career.  I have a masters degree in nursing, for Pete’s sake!  Was I really thinking about throwing all that away to follow some hair brained scheme of becoming a personal trainer?

Now I’m one week away from finishing the classroom portion of the program.  One week!  And I’m swimming in fear.  As I’ve talked with career services at the school to make plans to begin my 180 hours of externship, the reality of the path I’m on hit me like a ton of bricks.  We’re talking waking up at night, doubts swirling in my mind, feelings of inadequacy ripping me apart.  Am I crazy?  I’m in my 40’s, well established in a steady career…and yet, here I am, hoping to launch my own business in a completely different field.  I really must be nuts.  What if it doesn’t take off?  What if I don’t know how to run a business?  What if I don’t know how to help my clients?  What if I can’t even get any clients?  What if…?

“What if” has been the bane of my existence for most of my life.  It’s that fear of failure, of caring more about what others think of me than of just trying.  It’s the fear that I’m not good enough.

So as I’m grappling with these feelings yet again (seriously, when will fear just leave me alone?), I find myself thinking about why my blog is titled On the Other Side of Fat, Fear, and Forty.  On the other side of fear…

On the other side of fear, there’s the risk of failure, for sure.  But there’s also the huge opportunity for growth in that failure.  And isn’t that what failure really is–just not learning from the experience?

On the other side of fear, there’s hope–hope for new beginnings, of living out a passion, of not just surviving but LIVING.

On the other side of fear, there’s faith.  Taking a step of faith has got to be one of the most uncomfortable and scary things ever, but trusting that God has my back works that faith muscle and makes it grow.

On the other side of fear, there’s endless possibility.  Who knows really what could happen?  Maybe what happens is something totally different than what I envisioned.

On the other side of fear, there’s peace.  Maybe things don’t pan out the way I’d hoped or expected, but at least I don’t have the regret of never knowing because I never tried.

On the other side of fear, there’s adventure!  I mean, I’m taking an untraveled path.  Whatever happens, it’s sure to be a new experience, and good or bad,  it’s bound to be an adventure.

So I’m buckling my seatbelt, preparing for the leap, and hoping my nerves don’t fail me!  Ready or not, here we go!!!

Talk to me:

What’s been the most scary thing you’ve ever done?

If you could do anything you wanted, knowing that you wouldn’t fail, what would it be?

Surviving Winter Running

I used to be a fair weather runner.  If it wasn’t sunny and 60 degrees, I probably wasn’t going to run outside.  I may run on the treadmill, but I just wasn’t into running in the rain and the cold and the snow…But then I started training with a group who are not JUST fair runner weathers (or fair weather runners, as the case may be!).  They run in all types of weather–hot, cold, rainy, windy, snowy.  The one condition that nixes an outside run, though, is lightning.  Safety first, above all else.

Oddly enough, over the years, I’ve discovered that I like running in the rain and the snow.  The elements add dimension and interest to running.  And I actually prefer running in the cold instead of the heat.  So yeah, I’ve become an all weather runner.  The run this past weekend cemented that.

This was the view outside on Saturday morning, the morning we had a 7 mile run planned.

IMG_1409The dread of Oklahoma winters–ice.  Thankfully, here in Tulsa, only elevated services got covered in ice.  The roads were wet but not slippery, so our run was a go!

Rain was pouring down, and temperatures were somewhere around the freezing mark when we began our run.  It was COLD!  Barely a minute into the run, I stepped in a puddle of water and soaked my feet.  So I stopped worrying about getting my feet wet.  It already happened.  I just settled into the pace and took in the beauty of ice-covered trees.

So I thought today I’d give you my tips on surviving a run in less than ideal conditions.

  1.  Wear a waterproof jacket.  I’m learning that there is a difference between waterproof and water-resistant.  Water-resistant gear repels water but won’t necessarily keep you dry.  Waterproof gear is supposed to keep you dry.  My NorthFace waterproof jacket held up beautifully on our 7 mile run in full on rain and drizzle.  I didn’t get wet at all.  The only IMG_1405downside to waterproof/resistant gear is that it tends not to be very breathable.  It can get really hot underneath there, so you may not need as many layers on the top as you normally would.  With near freezing temps, I was plenty warm with just a long sleeve technical tee and my jacket.
  2. Wear a hat with a bill.  When I’m running in precipitation, a hat with a bill is a must.  I wear glasses, can’t see a thing without them, and would be in big trouble if the lenses became occluded with water.  Think of how hard it is to see through a windshield in the rain with no windshield wipers.  But whether you wear glasses or not, a hat with a bill keeps the rain or snow out of your face and eyes.  For warmth, I like to wear a headband that covers my ears and my hat over my headband.  I am a fan of Headsweats hats.  They are lightweight, breathable, and easy to adjust for size.IMG_0332
  3. Layer up those gloves!  My hands get miserably cold in the winter.  There are hand warmers that you can use, but I landed on a solution that works great for me.  First, I put on a lightweight pair of moisture wicking gloves.  Next, I put on a pair of just regular knit gloves.  On top of that I put a sock on each hand.  Yes, I said socks.  They act as mittens, keeping your fingers together for warmth.  Through 7 miles in cold rain, my hands stayed nice and warm!IMG_0333
  4. Dress in layers on the bottom.  Some guys on our run Saturday were dressed in shorts.  Maybe I’m a weenie, but I need something to cover my legs when it’s wet and cold outside.  But I don’t want bulky clothing.  I like to wear a pair of running tights and put on a lightweight pair of wind pants on top of them.  The tights provide warmth and the wind pants really block the chill of the wind but don’t add any bulk or weight.  Plus, they protected my legs from the splashing water as we ran through puddles.
  5. Socks–wear them.  I’ve discovered that my favorite running socks, Feetures, tend to dry quickly, or at least don’t feel wet, when they do get wet.  As I mentioned, my feet got soaked early in the run.  My feet initially felt wet and cold, but after just a few minutes, I didn’t notice the IMG_0334wetness any more.  When I got home and took off my shoes and socks, I discovered that my socks were pretty much soaked, although I couldn’t tell.  I am a Feetures fan, so I haven’t tried any other running socks to compare them to, but I was happy with the way Feetures performed in the rain.
  6. Be safe!  Above all, think safety.  If it’s a foggy, gray day, remember your lights.  Let drivers know you’re sharing the streets with them.  Slow your pace.  Wet streets can turn slippery quick whether there’s ice on them or not.  And obviously, if there’s lightning in them thar clouds, stay inside!  No run’s worth getting zapped for.

So don’t let the elements deter you!  Snowy runs have been some of my best runs.  The cold is invigorating, on top of exercise that is also invigorating!

Talk to me:

What kind of outdoor activities do you enjoy in winter?

I’d love to see photos of how you keep on the move in winter.  Leave a comment with your photo attached.

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It’s a Cat’s Life

Hi, humans!  Sunny, the cat, here.  My human is tired and ignoring me today, so I’ve decided to hijack its blog and give y’all something really interesting to read…instead of all that running dribble.  Bleh.

You know what my human does.  It wakes up and runs or does this thing called CrossFit.  Whatever.  I don’t get it when there are so many more fun things to do.  Like catching wrinkles.  Now that’s a fun way to start the day!  Jump up on the bed when your human is trying to straighten the covers and try to catch those wrinkles.  Don’t be deceived!  Wrinkles are ornery little buggers, and catching them is harder than you think!IMG_1398Or–human feet.  They make for great entertainment.  Just hold onto that thing and thump it with your hind legs.  It can be quite a match, but I usually win.IMG_1404You do have to be careful when you live with a human, though.  There are so many things that make really bad noises.  Like this guy with green hair.  All I did was rub my back against its legs, and it just laid down and yelled at me.  That’s when catching wrinkles and wrestling with feet come in handy.  It keeps you strong so you can run quickly away from angry things.IMG_1388Something I try to do every day is to make sure everything is as it should be.  I try to get up as high as I can to make sure no funny business is going on.  Thankfully, my human doesn’t change things up much so most days everything is just fine.  I still like to be on the lookout, though.  IMG_1389Last but not least, even though my human ignores me sometimes, I try to get in some snuggle time every day.  In the end, I really like my human.  It scratches my head and makes sure I have food in my bowl.  In fact, I kind of have my human trained.  All I have to do is meow and start walking towards my food bowl, and it follows me and puts food in it.  Now that’s a good human and one worth cuddling with!IMG_1410Now, I know that had to be way more interesting than reading about running.  You can leave a comment here if you like what I have to say and maybe my human will actually let me write more often instead of just making me take over when it’s too tired to care.

My Latest Running Gadget

I started running in October 2013 by simply running.  I got a pair of running shoes and hit the road.  I didn’t know about running gear, moisture wicking clothes, Body Glide, headbands…all things that I find essential to a good run now.  Funny how that works, right?  But after being blinded by sweat in the eyes and cotton T-shirts vacuum stuck to the torso after a hot run, I learned that there are products out there to make running so much more comfortable.

So over the years I’ve developed a preference for certain types of running clothing, shoes, socks, headbands, phone holders, running belts, and water bottles.  But one thing that I was still searching for was wireless earbuds.

As my runs and races got longer the flapping wire of my earbuds plugged into my phone really got on my nerves.  I’d get tangled in the wire and yank a bud out of my ear or the wire would catch on something and just tug at the bud.  And the set of earbuds that I was using would slide out of my ears when the sweat started pouring.  I was constantly readjusting my earbuds.  I love listening to music when I run, but my earbud issues made the whole listening to music thing a little less enjoyable.  Am I the only one that’s ever had these issues?

So one of my goals as I was preparing for my last marathon was to find a remedy to this problem.  I asked my running buddies about wireless earbuds.  Had they used them?  What kind did they use?  What did they like or not like about them?  And I read reviews of various brands of wireless earbuds on Amazon.  I actually find that a very helpful way to decide if a purchase would be a wise one for me.  I generally find that if a product has been reviewed many times, if there’s an issue, it will come up consistently in the reviews.

That was certainly true for wireless earbuds.  I had narrowed down my img_1383list to somewhere around 3 or 4 based on price and an internet search and comparison.  But after reading the reviews, I decided to go with JBL Bluetooth Wireless Headphones…and I couldn’t be happier!  They made my last marathon even better!

This is what I like about my JBLs:

  1.  They are very light weight.  Sometimes I forget that I have them in.
  2.  The sound quality is great.  My music comes though clear as a bell.
  3.  The earbuds are comfortable.  My old buds made my ears hurt after a long run.  That’s never been a problem with my JBLs, even after a marathon.
  4.  They stay put.  The earbuds come with “wings” that hold the earbuds in place.  I’ve worn these earphones in super windy weather, through img_1387miserably hot runs where I produced enough sweat to water my lawn, and through a marathon, and I never had to readjust them even once.
  5.  They keep a charge.  I can run for a week with only one charge of my earphones.  I think I remember reading that these earphones hold a charge for about 8 hours.
  6. They were not super expensive.  I was looking for a quality product that wouldn’t cost me an arm and a leg.  These were in the mid-range at about $100 and have been worth every penny to me.
  7. They don’t block out all the sound.  This may be a negative to some people, but as a city runner where I need to constantly be aware of traffic and my surroundings, I like that I can have both earbuds in and still hear a car coming behind me (true, I keep my music low enough to allow the other noises to come through purposefully).  And when I’m running with a group, I can still participate in the conversation.  It’s the best of both worlds for me.

Is there anything I don’t like about my JBLs, you ask?  Not really!  The only kind of negative thing to me is that the earphones stick out from my ears a good bit.  That’s such a minor thing, though, that with all the img_1381positives I pop them in and quite literally forget about them.  The protrusion from my ears only bothers me if I look at myself in the mirror and that’s the last thing I’m doing during a run!  And as  you can tell by this photo, I’m not terribly concerned about looks during a run!

I also don’t know about range.  I only use them when I’m running, and since I always have my phone on me when I’m running, range has never been a problem.

So if you’re looking for wireless headphones, I give these a hearty thumbs up!  I love running with them.  And no, nobody’s paying me for my opinion :).

Talk to me:

Do you like to run or exercise with music?

How do you listen to music when you’re on the move?