Monday, July 2, 2012
WAY, WAY too hot to run
By the end of my 40-foot driveway, I knew I had made a mistake. My forehead was glistening. By the one-block mark, I had my mouth open like a beached trout, trying to take deeper breaths than the humidity would allow. By the time we got to the Hag, I was frowning and had stopped talking to my sister. I won't talk about the walk home. Let's just say I considered giving up and plunking down a curb, accepting my fate: Amanda Dyslin, age 31, died Sunday of heat exhaustion just a block from home. She blames her dog, who guilted her into venturing outdoors into her least favorite weather of all time.
I won't regale you with yet another tangent on my heat sensitivity. I'll just say this: I have not run in many days. I simply cannot do it. I'm miserable just walking. If I ran, I would burst into flames. I would melt. I would die in the worst possible way imaginable -- in sweltering heat. Shuuuuudddddder.
I'm willing to accept that when a cool, low-humidity morning does come along, I will have taken a hit to the endurance. I may have to revisit the Runner's World Couch to 5K program and do 5-minute runs and 1-minute walk breaks. That's OK. It'll give me something to work for again. : )