I woke up super early Sunday morning to beat the heat with a 7 mile run. It was overcast and only about 70 degrees when I headed out at 6:30 a.m. but the clouds quickly cleared and the sun beamed down.
For the first time in two weeks my legs didn’t feel heavy or tired. I guess my sleepfest must have helped with muscle recovery. I felt like I was putting in less effort than I did on my weekday runs but was moving much faster. I started hitting 7:30 min/miles and was overjoyed, I was starting to worry that I’d never regain my pre-injury speed (I know this is ABSOLUTELY ridiculous but I’m being completely honest here- I was concerned).
Around mile 6 it started to get really hot. I had been running for a while and didn’t have any water. I looked ahead at the mile stretch to my street and saw very little shade. I started to panic. I tried not to slow my pace but breathing became difficult. The crazy thing is that I wasn’t overheating, I was panicking about the heat! I’ve told myself for years that I just cannot run in the heat- no exceptions, and when faced with the challenge, instead of stepping up to the plate, I overreacted.
I slowed to a walk and thought about the situation. I realized just how ridiculous I was being and decided that I need to safely acclimate myself to the heat rather than avoid it at all costs. I’ve already had to run one marathon in extremely warm conditions (talk about a crash and burn) and chances are I will have to again. Plus, my tri is in the evening so it may be quite warm. Anyway, I sucked up my panic and completed the mile home at a nice 7:25 clip.
In total I ran 7.01 miles at an average pace of 7:36 min/mile.
I was a sweaty mess when I finished (best picture I could get) and when Ian woke up (shortly after I took this picture) he was surprised by how flushed I looked. No big deal, I just ran 7 miles in almost 80 degree heat.
I really liked it and the fruit punch flavor was refreshing without being too sweet to drink right after running. I’m hoping to start drinking some before my runs. I’m finding that I don’t drink enough before I head out in the mornings.
I spent my morning applying for jobs and catching up on e-mails and blog stuff. My current position ends at the end of July so I’m trying to be proactive and line something up early.
Originally Ian and I had planned to spend today on Lake Michigan but Ian was out working on his car until late last night and we decided today would be better spent relaxing in Chicago.
We also decided that a Memorial Day brunch at Yolk was in order.
I ordred the Iron Man omelet (egg-white with sliced mushrooms, avocado, tomato, onions, & green pepper) that came with salsa, potatoes, and fruit (subbed for toast).
It was pretty good but I didn’t care for the salsa. I was all about the hot sauce
I also didn’t love how the fruit plate was really a plate full of tiny grapes. If you’re going to feed me a ton of grapes at least make them good ones.
We also stopped at Starbucks on our walk home and Ian tried the new Mocha Cookie Frap. I’m pretty sure we ended up going halfsies on it. It. was. so. good.
I’m off to watch Mad Men and be a lounge lizard for a couple of hours. Happy Memorial Day!