So I woke up inspired this morning to really commit to my training for the Philly 1/2 in November. Signed up for a meetup group and everything. I felt more like a puppy than a baby elephant. With my long run behind me I only had an easy 2.5 miles to nail. No problem....
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.........the first few minutes felt great. This was the first run I had all week where my muscles felt good (after sitting in chairs for 12 hours a day, hunched over my keyboard, they were a little tight on my other runs to say the least).
And then, about 4 minutes in, that 90% humidity hit me like a MAC truck. Whoa. I grew up in the South, so I'm no stranger to humidity (the kind where you walk out of your house and in moments are soaked from head to toe), but it amazes me every time the toll it takes on you when you are running. I felt like I had an iron lung and the oxygen had been turned off.
It was the tale of two energy systems - my muscles felt great, but I could not get enough air. And, I was sweating in places I forgot you could sweat.
I made it through, but it was brutal and pretty ugly, humidity sheen style. The old me would have been a little disappointed in my performance, but I've realized you have good and bad runs. 8 miles can feel great and 2 can feel like death. The most important thing is that you keep going out there and you don't let it get you down.
Anybody out there have tips on battling humidity? As always, feel free to comment, share a tale of woe or inspiration, or email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
I hope everyone is having a great Labor Day and despite the weather are thankful for the time you are getting to train, rest or be with your family.
I'm off to relish my post workout recovery beverage blended with frozen peaches.....Yum. Happy Labor Day!
Adventuresses in healthy living.