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April 19, 2005
Spring?
In the span of two days we have gone from April to August. In two days, we're going to be back in April. It was about 83 degrees this afternoon when I went to run. It is supposed to be even hotter tomorrow, close to 90. By Thursday, we are only supposed to have a high of 65. The pollen count is off the charts, so my allergies are acting up as well. These are a few of the problems with spring in the mid-Atlantic. I can't complain though, other than the few rainy days early in the month, it has been dry. It does make me nervous that we will have May showers, not April showers.
Today I was going to do a 12 mile run. I do not know what possessed me to even consider it. It was hot and I did a tough workout last night. By the time I got started, I had scrapped the idea of 12 miles and decided that 10 was a much better idea. Sometimes I don't use my brain when I make decisions about running. Considering how sleepy tired I felt, I was able to run at a good pace. I did learn that you have to be careful about your thoughts. As soon as I thought that I was lucky that I was not having any stomach/bathroom issues, the feeling started to come over me. When I stopped at the emergency spot, I could not go on demand. The last three miles were pretty unpleasant. When I got home I thanked myself for not using the shrubs. I was absolutely parched by the time I finished. Because of the weather, I made a real effort to back off the pace that I usually run on Tuesdays. I did the course about 30 seconds slower than I have the past two weeks. Not only was it warmer, I did a harder workout last night and more mileage yesterday. I finished up with 6 striders in my racing flats.
I drank some water, changed into dry clothes and headed over to the gym. I rode the bike for about half an hour. I got off a little bit before the time I programmed was up because I thought it would be better to stretch instead of riding for an extra two minutes. My legs have been feeling tighter than usual and I need to pay attention to that. I lifted some, but I was really not in the mood to lift. I wanted to go home and eat some dinner.
OK, enough about this. I have to call my college roommate. We've been playing phone tag for about two months now, but never actually get each other.
Posted by Blondie at April 19, 2005 08:01 PM