Welcome to summer along the Gulf Coast, where the scalding heat combined with unbelievable humidity make you wish for those good old 20° days of winter.
Just in time to get back to running. Good times. Last week I had to go to Biloxi for work, and went for a rare morning run to clear all of the cigarette smoke from my lungs. Lucky me, getting to stay in a casino for 3 days! When I got back, my colleague let me know the heat index/RealFeel was 107°. No wonder it felt hard.
What a beautiful run it was too. At least they have a running path, which is more than I can say for where I live.
Running in the heat is speed training in disguise, right? Breaking 3 hours has become my running mantra, and has gotten me through quite a few runs lately. That and #nuunhydration.
The other thing that has gotten me through lately: Watermelon. God I love the stuff, and I’m blessed to live near the watermelon capitol of the world (yes, it’s a thing.)
I have to walk the fine line of eating too many “free” fruit on Weight Watchers, though. Mark doesn’t love them, so I’m pretty much going through a melon a week by myself. There are worse things in the world to do.