Anyway, our run on Sunday started out with the temperature at 76 degrees, plus heavy humidity. This was the morning after a day of indulgent eating, so I was already feeling a bit on the sluggish side...combine that with the weather, and it felt like I was barely moving. But about a mile and a half into the run, it started pouring rain, which cooled us down, so it ended up being a decent run after all. However, we weren't without an adventure (because running in a downpour wasn't enough of one)...
Now, I've seen my share of snakes - mostly dead, thankfully - during my years of running, but on Sunday, we ran by the biggest snake EVER...it was about six feet long, no joke. It always feels extra startling because we're moving fast toward it, and we usually don't realize that there's a snake in the road or on the sidewalk until we are practically on top of it. This thing was huge - about as thick as my forearm, and like I said, really long. At least it was obviously dead - it was in the gutter and had been run over by a car. But wait, there's more: this was the second snake we ran by that morning. The first one was pretty big, but probably only two feet long. Cary and I came upon it so fast that there was some screaming and jumping happening...you know how a cartoon character looks when their legs turn so fast that they have wheels for legs? Yeah, that would be me.
I know the snakes are just looking for dry ground, what with all of the rain that we've had...the land is saturated and it doesn't get a chance to dry out between storms. Logically, I feel for the snakes. But that's when I'm sitting at my desk. When I'm sharing the same road with them, all empathy goes out the window and I want them GONE! I had a big case of the heebie jeebies yesterday morning as we ran in the dark - thankfully, we didn't come across any snakes, but we were definitely on the lookout and were a bit jumpy as well.
We ran three miles on Sunday, doing 2:1 intervals. Yesterday, it was just Jeff and I running, so we decided to run without intervals. We did one mile, then took a very short walking break, then ran another mile. I was glad to see that I could still run without having to do intervals, and really, I didn't particularly need that walking break - but I took it anyway. It's so much warmer than it was just a month ago, and it's making running more of a challenge, so I might as well relax and just take it easy...no need to push it, because I know I can run a decent pace when the weather is cooler. We've hit the summer running temps already and need to adjust our expectations for running.
I discovered the greatest way to style my hair on Sunday - seriously, people were complimenting me on how good my hair was looking at breakfast after our run! If you want to replicate it, here's what you need to do: First, start off with hair that not only hadn't been washed in two days, but make sure there is plenty of hairspray left in it from the day before. Scrape into high ponytail, plus wear a headband. Go for a run and sweat a lot so your hair gets sweaty and gross. Then run an additional 1.5 miles in the rain, so your entire head of hair is soaking wet. Remove headband and take down ponytail, create a semblance of a part with your fingers, and boom - best wavy hair ever!
Good hair selfie...wonder if I can replicate this for a wedding in July?