Yesterday we had a hot weather alert, but I didn’t let that stop me, I loaded up my camelback and off I went.
I didn’t really feel the heat until about a mile and a half in. Until then, I would have a shady spot here and there, but once there was no shade left for the remaining of my route, it got to me. I didn’t give up, told myself to slow down and kept running through it. I still had enough left to sprint on the last tenth of a mile.
I finished the run in a little over 30 minutes, with slightly less than a 10 min/mile pace. My first mile was MUCH faster than my last two, as they were hovering around the 10:30 pace.
Anyway, I walked a bit around the parking lot to cool myself down and stopped in front of Karl’s car. All of a sudden, I got dizzy and felt like I was about to pass out. I had to sit on the ground to wait until my head was back to normal. I felt horrible.
Too much heat, I guess?
This morning, I was supposed to run to work, but my legs were TIRED (from only running 3 miles, I know, I suck). I decided that the 11 miles tomorrow morning were a lot more important than the 4 miles today — and it makes no sense to tire myself out. Missing a 4 mile run is not a big deal, missing an 11 mile run it is.
Karl was going to run with me, but his foot is bugging him again. I mapped a loooong route to work (taking Mt. Vernon Trail, 14th Street Bridge, doing a loop around Hains Point then off to the office), and I will at least try to do that. I know that running on my own will mean I’ll get bored and start walking, but let’s see how it goes — update tomorrow! I’ll have to leave home butt early to make sure I get to work on time to shower even if I do end up walking some. Ugh.
The day after tomorrow? We get to Punta Cana. That thought keeps me going.