It finally feels like a Virginia summer: it's been around 100 degrees for the past few days. Our air conditioner is humming along (keep going!), and sane people are staying indoors.
I, on the other hand, ran 30 miles on Saturday and Sunday combined. Saturday I went out by myself, armed with a bottle filled with half Gatorade/half water, salt tablets, and a knowledge of all the area's water fountains. Using my patented run/walk-uphill strategy, I covered about 11 miles in two hours on the trails.
Sunday was even hotter, but luckily I had a running buddy with a cooler. We did a loop on the trails twice, stopping in between to refill water bottles and snack. It was so hot that I put ice cubes in my shorts and bra. Aaaahhhh...
We both hit some pretty low points during the three hour run. However, I realized that one of the best parts of having someone else there is that your low points don't coincide, so you can talk each other back to optimism.
We averaged 13 min/miles, and I was amazingly hydrated by the end. The rest of the day I carried on as normal, grocery shopping, vacuuming, and eating lots of chocolate-covered Marcona almonds. And pizza. And beer. Yum. I love long-distance running!
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It's getting pretty sticky here as well, I cannot imagine what you are going through. I had a pretty amazing 10 mile trot on Saturday in 90 degree temps - I love my new camelback pack even though it chafed the skin right off my back. I didn't even notice until I took my shirt off and realized the entire back bit was covered in blood. Horrid. It's the fourth long run it's been through, wonder why it started doing that all of a sudden.
Just finished reading Dean Karnazes' book "Ultra Marathon Man"... now I'm really considering going for a 50-miler before I turn 30. You crazy distance people... sheesh :-P.
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