Technology Is A Blessing... No Really!
Yes, I know. I just said not too long ago that technology can be a blessing and a curse. In the context of that blog entry, it was a curse. Since then, it has been a blessing. I'll explain below.
I have one of those watches that has GPS on it and allows me to actually see a cool map of where I run when I download my running stats. This has enabled me to have runs, hikes, and even some kayaking recorded in some pretty unique places like Bordeaux, Paris, New York, San Francisco, Southern California (OC, Santa Monica, Huntington Beach), British Columbia, Hawaii, Boston, Cascade Mountain Range, Olympic Mountain Range, Lake Washington, and of course, all over Seattle.
Knowing that my watch captures this data, it definitely provides incentive to bring my watch when I travel - especially when the vistas can be pretty interesting and unique to the region I am going to.
The other thing with running is that you just need some clothes to run (or not... err, I guess), your sneakers and that's pretty much it. You don't need a fancy gym with specialized equipment. It's essentially just you and your kicks (aka sneakers, trainers, etc.).
You can run by tourist spots or you can run by other areas of the area you are visiting to get a better sense of the locale. But you have no excuse not to get your workout in, which is the whole point.
We had the opportunity to hit some travel destinations in warmer climates over the month of April. I had a great 5.5+ mile run in downtown San Diego that cut through Gaslamp & East Village as well as along the harbor. Apparently it wasn't early enough because I was weaving in and out of a boatload of tourists, but the scenery was really nice to take in. It was also nice to check out another Crossfit (we went to Crossfit East Village, which was very nice - thanks Coach Mike!) on our visit and get in a workout during our stay.
Other highlights on this trip include squeezing in dinner with +Dee and Bruce, as well as having a nice afternoon/evening on the water watching the Masters in Pacific Beach and enjoying a lovely dinner in La Jolla at George's at the Cove. Fortunately on this visit, my chocolate dessert was safe from Marc's clutches. The last time we were at George's, I had to resort to building a fort around my dessert. A story for another day.
I have one of those watches that has GPS on it and allows me to actually see a cool map of where I run when I download my running stats. This has enabled me to have runs, hikes, and even some kayaking recorded in some pretty unique places like Bordeaux, Paris, New York, San Francisco, Southern California (OC, Santa Monica, Huntington Beach), British Columbia, Hawaii, Boston, Cascade Mountain Range, Olympic Mountain Range, Lake Washington, and of course, all over Seattle.
Knowing that my watch captures this data, it definitely provides incentive to bring my watch when I travel - especially when the vistas can be pretty interesting and unique to the region I am going to.
The other thing with running is that you just need some clothes to run (or not... err, I guess), your sneakers and that's pretty much it. You don't need a fancy gym with specialized equipment. It's essentially just you and your kicks (aka sneakers, trainers, etc.).
You can run by tourist spots or you can run by other areas of the area you are visiting to get a better sense of the locale. But you have no excuse not to get your workout in, which is the whole point.
We had the opportunity to hit some travel destinations in warmer climates over the month of April. I had a great 5.5+ mile run in downtown San Diego that cut through Gaslamp & East Village as well as along the harbor. Apparently it wasn't early enough because I was weaving in and out of a boatload of tourists, but the scenery was really nice to take in. It was also nice to check out another Crossfit (we went to Crossfit East Village, which was very nice - thanks Coach Mike!) on our visit and get in a workout during our stay.
Other highlights on this trip include squeezing in dinner with +Dee and Bruce, as well as having a nice afternoon/evening on the water watching the Masters in Pacific Beach and enjoying a lovely dinner in La Jolla at George's at the Cove. Fortunately on this visit, my chocolate dessert was safe from Marc's clutches. The last time we were at George's, I had to resort to building a fort around my dessert. A story for another day.