Today's run was HOT. Like having a hot, wet rag over your face and nose, breathing thick, wet air. The sun boiling just above the horizon at just a little after 6:30 a.m. How is it so hot already?!
So humid that the sweat you manage to expel from your pores just sits there on the surface of your arms, legs, chest, your brow...just waiting to drip down into an eye. Even a hat with a built in sweatband is no match for this weather. My socks were soaked (and that just doesn't happen to me). My running clothes looked like I ran them under a faucet. I think the humidity level hovered around 162%.
But the legs felt so good. The heart and mind felt best. We were running!
And the heat, a welcome friend to the chilly tundra of Chicago! :)
Tuesday Ten Miler turned into a T8 as we got a late start. I'm pretty sure there was not a single step more left in my legs, though. So, T8 it was! We adjusted our pace a little for the heat, but we still ended up finishing pretty quick.
It's days like today that I can't even begin to fathom how people run Badwater :) But then I remember how deliciously dry it is there, like being wrapped in a fluffy down blanket, rather than a hot, wet rag.
Next week, we tackle the T10 again :) Time to remove the honeymoon legs and put back on my running legs...I have a goal to achieve in one month's time. I'm aiming to shatter that 10 hour barrier for 50 miles at the Sunburn 12 hour run. Anything beyond that will be gravy. Of note: there is a rumor that my mom and one of my sisters will be hangin' that day at the race...a momentous occasion as no one in my family has ever witnessed my ultrarunning.
Just another day in training!