Week of April 22, 2012:
Sunday: Long run
Monday: Light yoga (~10 minutes?)
Tuesday: Bike ride commute
When you write a blog about exercising outside, it’s impossible to not talk about the weather all the time. Or maybe it’s just me. I’m very sensitive to the weather—I respond to it viscerally, as I suspect many of us do. Here in Texas, we’ve had a really lovely April, with cool mornings, warm afternoons, and oodles of sunshine. Gorgeous! It hasn’t been very hot either, which is in sharp contrast to last April, when the temperatures were already approaching unbearable highs, which left me very scared about what things would look like in June. Yikes!
On Sunday, I set out for my long run, hoping to clock 50 minutes. I left around noon, well-hydrated and well-fed and feeling fine. From there, I proceeded to have my worst long run since that infamous one in February, the one where I cried almost nonstop for 90 minutes. By comparison, Sunday’s run wasn’t that bad—it wasn’t heartbreaking!—but I became overheated early in the run and slogged my way through the miles. I think it was about 70 degrees F when I set out for my run, which doesn’t seem too hot, but the warmth was just not agreeing with me, and I can’t help but remember that two days before that, it was cold and windy and very un-Texas-like during my run.
I don’t think the problem with Sunday’s run was the temperature per se, but the fact that I’m just not used to running in the heat these days. When the weather swings wildly from day to day, I think it can be hard for the body to adjust, and when you add extra factors, like hard winds or really bright (hot!) sunshine, it just cranks up the discomfort. I don’t know. Am I just whiny?
Maybe. Mostly I’m just bummed because I thought Sunday’s run would be awesome. I’d be back in the sweet spot of running 5 miles in one work-out. Longer runs lend themselves to a more Zen state of running—your body and your mind become one, and you can sort of float along as they do their thing. It’s very relaxing. I’m hoping that next weekend’s run will bring me closer to Zen.
On a completely unrelated note, this week I celebrated the inaugural pedicure of the warm season. I just love this red color, OPI’s “An Affair in Red Square.” Appropriately enough, I did my toes while watching Caramel, a Lebanese film about several women and the beauty parlor they run. It was pretty good—a sweet, sad, ironic film. I have such a fondness for films that focus on women’s friendships. It’s one of the reasons why I fell in love with Sex and the City. I totally thought I would hate it, but I ended up liking the series quite a bit. The eye candy wasn’t bad either!
Check out the new color!
(I’m sorry the photo isn’t better. I took it Monday night, and you can tell that the lighting was terrible!)