I love living in Canada. Not only do we have the joy of running in four true seasons a year, through everything from heat and humidity to high winds and snowstorms, we have the metric system.
As a runner, the metric system is great for building your confidence. For example, when I write “I ran in -10c,” many readers miss the C and think I’m really tough; honestly, that’s 14F (which, to me, seems quite warm). Today, I’m excited about our 5C weather and am ready to pull out the capris for the second day in a row. That’s right, 5C is not that cold; it’s 41F.
Distance units are another measure which can be manipulated to make you seem superhuman. A marathon is 26.2 miles, or 42.2 kilometres. The kilometre unit makes a marathon seem longer – one of the reasons I prefer to see mile markers at races instead of kilometre ones.
Last weekend, I posted my long run on Daily Mile in kilometres – only because that’s what my buddy used to measure the course. According to his Garmin, I ran 27.4 kilometres at a 4:53 pace. Within minutes, I got a message from my friend, Kelly, who claimed I was “wickedly fast”. I was tempted to say nothing and let her believe that I could run a sub-5 minute mile for over two hours, but I fessed up. “No, Kelly,” that’s the metric system.
In my dreams – or in the metric system – I run like a Kenyan.