My body hasn’t even warmed up, the sweat is already dripping down my eye brows. “It is going to be a great run today,” I say to myself sarcastically. It is afterall Washington Summer.
Today’s four miles easy (9:00 to 9:45) and the striders (4 x 20 sec) afterwards are more laborious than usual. Thanks to this heat and humidity, and compounded by the delayed fatigue remanent from Monday’s cutdown runs.
During the run, my lungs wrestles with the air. Struggling for each breath like a fish out of the water. It is supposed to be easy pace, I remind myself. But my body is not feeling it.
Afterwards, I have a hard time cooling down. Mouth wide opened and sweat dripping as if someone just poured a bucket of water over me. Not glamorous.
In hindsight this will be just one of those Summer days, but for now I need to get a towel to dry myself off.