Goodbye Garmin Forerunner 310XT. You’ve served your purpose well from November 2009 until my run last Tuesday. You were by my side—or more on my wrist—through my 2nd marathon in Singapore, 3rd in Condura, 4th in Hong Kong, 5th in New York and many more half marathons and happy training runs.
When I look at you, I know you’ve grown old. We’ve had to be resourceful by tying a pathetic rubber band around your straps just so you don’t annoy me during long runs.
Last Tuesday, I felt like I was running at 5:45 min/km, but you said my pace was 8. You probably didn’t lie to me intentionally. You’ve just lost your sharp wit and accuracy.
I didn’t know how to tell you, but it’s better you hear it from me rather than others. I’ve met someone else: the Garmin Forerunner 610. We ran together for the first time this morning and we hit it off. For now, rest well in my ol’ treasure chest of running memorabilia along with other running gear. Be happy for me knowing I’ll be completely fine with this newer, sleeker, and lighter Garmin. Oh did I tell you he’s touchscreen?!