Tonight was an incredibly tough run. I headed out with Group 4 at club with the aim of a nice easy out and back seven mile trail run. Beforehand I’d spoken to Laura, whose turn it was to take the group and she had confirmed that we would be doing a mile run down to the river, then twenty minutes out at our own pace, turn and twenty minutes back along the river before regrouping and returning to our cars. Running at our own speed sounded good to me with the ultra coming up this Sunday.
The heat tonight was very unexpected though. I was sweating whilst stood inside the relatively cool building waiting for the run to begin so I didn’t hold out high hopes for an ‘easy’ run after that!
I hate running when it’s hot because…
My t-shirt was absolutely dripping after tonight’s run and I’m prone to losing a lot of salt in my sweat – always a worry. I’ve posted the picture of my blue-turned-white-through-sweat shorts on here numerous times to highlight how disgustingly sweaty I can get! 😛 The worst is when sweat starts dripping into your eyes and they begin to sting. You know you’re working hard so will be reaping the benefits later, but covered in sweat and with blood-shot eyes you do have to question your sanity a little!
…#2…I no longer fancy food. You know that feeling when it is super hot and you really are not feeling chocolate because all it does is stick to the roof of your mouth in the heat and you can’t swallow it down? Well, imagine that with ALL the foods. Not fun, especially when most of the training I do during the summer is long runs, where I need to be taking food on board all the way round a course.
(Despite the heat helping me to not fancy food, there is always room for an ice lolly at mile 20 of an ultra!)
…#3…I get the weirdest tan lines.
This particular stripe came after Milton Keynes Marathon in 2013. It was ridiculously hot that year and I hadn’t applied sun cream to the back of my legs. You can vaguely see the line halfway down my calves where I had already worn 3/4 lengths a couple of times that season, and a few weeks later I wore some shorter shorts, adding an extra stripe to my already-zebrafied legs!
…#4…You pass lots of people sat outside enjoying a pint and a tasty meal in a beer garden.
Why can’t that be me?…! There’s something satisfying about ordering a nice cold cider after a run, but it never feels as satisfying when you are sat there drinking it as when you’re feeling slobby and are dressed up to enjoy an evening at the pub. I tend to stick to my post-run Malteser Krushems instead!
…#5…The flies are everywhere!
I can just about cope with them making their way into my mouth. (I never realised I ran with my mouth open quite so much of the time though?!) It’s when they start heading for my eyes that it stresses me out. The majority of tonight’s run was fly-free, despite our run taking place alongside the river, but we did hit one patch which contained large swarms of flies. I’ve taken to squinting my eyes now and hoping they don’t make their way in. As a contact-wearer, a fly-in-the-eye ends up as a huge drama for me when the fly manages to work it’s way underneath my contact. Seriously, how does this even happen?! I once ran the 40 minutes it took to get home with a large black object blocking most of the view from my right eye!
I am looking forward to spending some of my non-running time out in the sun this Summer, but when I want to run I’d like the weather to be just a little cooler pretty please?…
Are you a sun-lover or a I’d-just-like-it-a-little-cooler-please person like me?