Why I Hate Running On The Treadmill At The Gym and Why Running Outdoors Is Easier Than Jogging Indoors.
It’s official. After tonight’s 15 minute session I now hate running on the treadmill in the gym.
Don’t get me wrong, it can be incredibly useful. I started off back in 2010 by walking on the machine for an hour and built my base up from there to a run/walk strategy over a period of 3 months. I always feared the transition from treadmill to outside as I assumed it’d be much more difficult to run in the Great Outdoors.
Now I find it almost impossible to jog for a quarter of an hour without wanting to surrender.
Here are few of my major gripes about treadmill running at the moment.
- I can’t stop staring at the distance read out on the machine. It’s incapacitating. The miles seem to take so fucking long compared to outside. When I’m running around town there are many distractions that eat up miles. On the treadmill it’s almost impossible to hit flow when you’re making jogging movements but ultimately not getting anywhere.
- Changing speed is a fucking chore and a buzz-kill on the treadmill. When I’m running on one with a touchscreen display, it’s almost impossible to up the pace as my hands will be all sweaty and I can never set the correct pace on my first attempt. I always keep the button held in for too long and my pace will jump up magically from 5mph to 10. To the bystander it must look as if someone has just mainlined crystal meth and Persil into my sack. Fuck that shit! It’s much more fun and less stressful to just change pace outside naturally.
- Changing the incline is a dick too. When outdoors I love jogging up a hill knowing that once I hit the brow I have the downhill part to look forward to. In the gym the urge to do any hill training disappears as soon as I’ve managed to increase the gradient. And while I’m on the theme of the gradient, I never know what to set it to in order to emulate normal running. Some people say 1%. Others 2%.. It’s these kind of details that I find distracting!
- Since I have bad balance, every mile or so I’ll lose my footing and fall to one side making loud banging noise against the belt. I try to pretend that it’s just something that I do on purpose, rather than a sign that I can’t jog in a straight line.
- I have a deep seated paranoia that I’m gonna run out of energy and fly off the back of the belt before I hit the emergency stop button. I’m reminded of this video in particular.