A story about old pinky the watch

It must be six or seven years ago Barry gave me a Timex Ironman Triathlon watch.  Who knew the name of the watch would foreshadow so much.  The watch has had a few challenges over the past months or maybe longer including the alarms working intermittently, the face being cracked and  recently the band broke on the left side. Of course only days before Muskoka the right side of the band started to go.  Its a known fact one can not change anything before a race so I went into the race with it on my wrist hoping the band would survive. My heart rate monitor, a Timex too, decided to give up the ghost too just before the race.  I have been known to wear both at one time as the non HRM version has interval times which I apply to my runs and of course I use the HRM for just that keeping track of the heart rate.  Coach Christine has mentioned over and over how important it is to stay hydrated on the bike.  I often forget and the reminder is the HRM watch goes on the handle bars and is set to go off every 10 minutes. This will drive Coach Paul crazy in our fall/winter spin classes so will need to find another reminder.  During the race I had to rely solely on old pinky as the alarm features still worked and it did what it was suppose to.  Now it has been replaced with a brand new version but I'm sad to see old pinky leave as it has been with me since day one of becoming healthy.  So what has it seen you ask?  I lost 30 lbs with it on my wrist and all the following firsts: 5K run, 10K run, 1/2 marathon and the different triathlon distances (try-A-tri, sprint, Olympic, 70.3).  It also saw me take that leap of faith with Coach Paul in the pool. The Timex Ironman made it though an Ironman branded event just like me.  It still works so I'll hang it up on the office wall and use it as my clock. It deserves a rest from training but no sense disposing of it yet as it still keeps time.

What a wonderful day in Oshawa.  I hope it is as sunny and warm wherever you are.  I'm sure there is a walk, bike, run or a skip calling your name.

-Liz