Another fall marathon training season is officially under way.
The weather outside is miserable. The mercury in the thermometer hovered around the mid-90s the past week. The occasional shower, coupled with living in a river valley, bumped up the humidity to near sauna levels.
On Saturday I attempted an eight mile run around 7 p.m. after a light shower dropped the temp to about 80 degrees. Ninety percent humidity and I was dying by mile 4. I took a 5 minute water break to slow my heart rate and then carried on. (Of course running alone might have allowed me to stretch that break out longer than I should have.)
Helpful Link: Eight Hydration Myths Busted
When it is five degrees outside in February, I miss summer running. Running in the summer, I realize how much easier it is on the body to run in the cold. My body working extra hard to keep me cool in summer always kicks my butt.
I may be one of the last, true self-contrarians. I love being discontent and hate it at the same time. It’s a tension that propels me forward, but a tension I often feel I would be better off without.
I guess it doesn’t matter as long as I continue to run, and reward myself with days off with views like this:
- Heat Wave Doesn’t Bother Local Contrarian (theonion.com)
- Be careful in the heat (thisrunninglife.wordpress.com)