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Fair Weather Runner

I rarely use the "H" word, as in strongly dislike.  I think it is over used and a bit too strong for most situations.  But, after this past week, I think that I could use it for one thing . . .

Summer Running

Now, I love to run. But after a run in the middle of the day in the Maryland heat and humidity I think I could use the H word for it.  I know it was not the smartest thing to do . . . head out for a 4 mile run at around 11:30 AM, just when the sun was getting warmed up to reach its peak.  But, I figured that I should try to run in the heat.  After all, I am running the Annapolis 10 miler at the end of August . . .it cannot get any hotter than that!  So, I decided to run in the heat of the day.

A mistake. A very bad mistake.

3 miles into the run, I shut off my garmin and WALKED. I walked for about a half a mile before I decided that I should run again just so I could get home sooner.  It was hot.  I was soaking with sweat and I had drunk most of my water bottle.

While running that run, I kept on thinking, "This is why I have no desire to run Fall races" I "strongly dislike" training in the summer." To me it is torture.  I would rather run on a treadmill for hours than in that heat.

Give me snow on the ground to run through, rather than the stagnant hot air on a humid day.  Give me layers of clothes and running gloves to keep me warm through a run in the middle of winter rather than wishing there was a way to make clothes more breathable and "wickable"!

So, yes, I am a fair weather runner.  I would gladly run every day in the winter, than to head out in this heat.  I guess the treadmill and I will become close friends until mid-September!


  1. Confession: I "H" summer running too. I suck at it and my pace drops significantly when I run outside in this MD heat/humidity. Also, all I can seem to think about is water when I'm out there. LOL Needless to say, I've been hitting the dreadmill lately. :)

  2. Wooowww.... I can't believe you made 3 miles in this heat without passing out!!! This is some of the most intense heat I have ever experienced. I walked from the house to the minivan and I was drenched it sweat! Last night while driving home, I noticed it was still in the 90s at 9:00 pm!! YUK!! (We are in Frederick.) I'm doing the treadmill this week :) My husband went to Texas last week for our friends' ordination and it was over 100 degrees but no humidity and he instantly asked me if we could move down there!!!

  3. Oh how I can relate to this. Down here in GA the heat has been unbearable. Today I think the heat index was around 106. I've run twice this week and haven't made it past 4 miles and that's with more walking than I care to think of. On my last run I really thought I should just give up.

    Then this morning a friend of mine shared Phil. 4:6-7 and it hit me right where I needed it to.

    I'm with you on the heat. I just keep imagining how fast I'll be in the winter (a girl can dream can't she?).


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