For years I lived garmin-less. I lived in pure random number ville.
And then for my 25th birthday (March 2011), my husband gave me a garmin and my whole world was turned upside down.
At first I continued with my ways - running random routes and never caring that I didn't run exactly 5.0 miles or 6.5 miles but slowly I began to change.
My garmin was telling me that I only had to run 0.08 more miles to get to 4.0mi well then I would do it. I may have run past my house, down the road a bit and turned around in a neighbors driveway but I got my exact 4 miles! And it was usually dark out so no one saw me.
I began to enjoy the whole numbers, maybe its my logical/math/engineer brain or maybe I am just a little crazy but seeing 40 exact miles for the week made me happy. Or maybe I am just uptight because who really cares what exactly my garmin says because honestly it probably isn't that accurate!
I know other people do this too - my running buddy is just as crazy as me because she often runs loops around cars with me post running club workout to get in the exact miles. But it is hard to admit that I am that psycho about my mileage.
Now there are times when I don't always act like this - I run 6.25 miles or 5.9 miles, but I always make sure to even out that mileage by the end of the week. Its just a game I play each week - my own little numbers game. I don't know if I can ever change now that I have lived like this - even if I didn't have a garmin, I would really try to map out routes that brought me back home with an round whole number.
So if you see a crazy person running around the parking lot. Thats me. I am trying to finish off the last 10th of a mile to get my 8 total miles.
Why does it matter. I don't know. It shouldn't but I just like even numbers.