Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Summer Hatin', Had Me A Blast (of Misery)

I meant to write a post last night but was simply too tired and over it from yesterday's run to formulate any cohesive thoughts.  Anyway, yesterday was my 3rd training run of the week, and was supposed to be an "easy" 3 miler.  As my ladies group, my unfortunate husband and anyone who was physically around me knows, I watched the weather forecast literally all day yesterday to try to gauge what I was facing.  Can we just talk about what buffoons local weather people are?  I had FOUR local weather sites up and they all had a completely different forecast, the lowest ranging at 82 degrees with a possibility of rain, to 92 degrees with full sun all up in your biz.  What.  The.  Hell.  I mean, it must be nice to have a job that you can do poorly on a consistent basis and still get to keep it.  I don't mean to be a bitch, but seriously!  Even the Weather Channel, who is usually pretty dependable and the most accurate was flip flopping.  Regardless, the temps were kind of straddling that line between massively uncomfortable and probably not safe, hence the hand wringing.

I considered not running at all and just switching my run to this morning or tomorrow morning, but I really didn't want to do that.  We have to wake up and leave early for work as it is, so getting up early for a run means getting up at 4:30 am or earlier.  I would in a pinch (and I actually am on Friday), but I don't want to make a regular habit of it.  Anyway, this could all be solved if our summer would just stop its asshole shenanigans and cool down enough for me to run directly after work like a normal human.  But I's just that I'm so ready for fall that I can hardly stand it.

Eric needed to pick some things up at the library and gas his car up, and my normal running route is close the the library, so we decided to do everything at once.  He would drop me off on a corner somewhat away from where my route normally starts, and I would do my 3 miles while he was running errands.  Good idea in theory, except that things went south rather quickly when it became very apparent to me that the station who predicted 92 degrees as the high was the winner of the Forecast Games.  Pardon my French, but fuck.  It was so hot, and I immediately started feeling faint and sick, and was freaking out.  It's like, this was a huge mistake and I should have just sucked it up for an early run Wednesday morning.  Thank God I brought Gatorade with me, which I usually don't for just a 3 miler, but I knew I needed it in the heat.  I don't think I could have made it without it.

Eric and I had a miscommunication and he came to get me when I was only 1.80 miles into the run, but I said screw it and got in the car because I was so miserable and sick.  But as we started driving I became so mad at myself for quitting with only 1.2 miles left to go, and I stewed about it as he was getting his car gassed up.  I didn't want to reboot the run another day, I wanted to finish the damn thing.  When we started off again, I told him that I wanted him to drop me off at a certain point before our house that I estimated would be far enough for me to finish, and even though I got a "you're so crazy" side eye, he agreed to let me out.  And so I did, I finished my run.  I hated it, it is probably one of the worst runs I've ever had in my life, but at least I finished it.  I will say, as far as time goes, it's not THAT bad considering the factors I was dealing with.  I was running right up until the end.  (3 Mile:  Time - 44:07, Average Pace - 14:43)

I am thrilled that the next two days are much needed rest days.  My foot and hip could definitely use the break, as well as my general sanity since the weather forecast is going to continue to be crappy.  Tonight I am having coffee with my aunt, and tomorrow we are seeing a showing of "Rock and Roll High School" on the rooftop of a hotel in Portland!

And finally on a non-running note, tonight is going to be the prime viewing night for the Perseid Meteor Shower!  If you have never seen a meteor shower, you should make an effort to get out there tonight and view it, they are spectacular to watch.  The Washington Post has a great guide on how to best view the showers if you are interested!


  1. You are the Princess of Perseverance...or maybe just super stubborn. Either way I am in awe or you getting it done. Enjoy your well deserved rest days :)

  2. We tried to check out the Perseids in Montana but smoke from the wildfires screwed us.

    Glad you got out and finished your run. GO YOU!

  3. Good for you for getting it done! The miles on your feet count, no matter how ugly it looks thanks to those darn weather reporters (seriously - I would have to have that LOW of a margin of success in my job - WTF?)