WWU - Heatwave

There's our usual hot in Texas, and then sometimes it's extra hot in the form of a heatwave, which much of the southwest is experiencing right now.  Last week, our temps were in the 90s, with the feels like temps in the 103 - 105 range, and the morning lows were near 80.  Running becomes extra challenging at this point, but I'm pleased to say that we didn't let the hot weather stop us from getting out there.

Diane and I got our Tuesday run of 4 miles in (intervals), and our Thursday run with 2.25 miles in (intervals, then 1.25 miles running w/o stopping).  Saturday, it was really hot, but Cary, Diane, and I took it easy for a four mile interval run, and while we thought we were struggling during the last mile because it felt so hard, turns out we were just doing negative splits once again; that last mile felt hard because we were pushing it!  My theory is that we unconsciously run faster once we get closer to the clubhouse...makes sense, right?

The best thing about being done with our Saturday run would be the cold washcloths:

These bring us back to the land of the living!

After we sort of stopped sweating long enough to change clothes, we headed over to Blue Baker, where the cinnamon rolls looked exceptionally good - Brian's was perfection:

Cue Jimmymeow showing his partially-eaten cinnamon roll for the photo bomb, LOL!

Topics of discussion during breakfast included a lesson on sailboats:

In case you were wondering, you can make a lot of parts of a sailboat sound dirty...

And then we all looked up what the hit song was for each of our birthdates.  Most of us had decent songs (mine was "It's My Party" by Lesley Gore), but Jeff got skunked with Pat Boone's Love Letters in the Sand - ha!  It's always a fun time with our group, and obviously very random as to what we end up talking about during breakfast.

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Yesterday's 4 miler with Diane was hard - not only because of the hot and humid weather, but also because I was a little sore from playing Frisbee on Sunday evening...lunging after the Frisbee used some different muscles than plain old running, which tells me that I should be doing different activities more often.  That first mile was a rough one, but we powered through.  I was so sweaty afterward that everything I was wearing was soaked through - even my visor was completely wet.  Gross, I know.

At this point, I'll be lucky to keep up with my 4 mile runs throughout the summer, but this is why we don't do a half marathon in the fall - can you imagine having to train and run longer distances in this weather?  Summer is for slacking off and having fun...we might just have to go buy a Frisbee!