June hasn’t been the best of months for me for
running. I’ve been out of my routine and
had multiple guests in the house every weekend.
It has been tough to get back into things. Not to mention the 90 -100 degree heat that
keeps rolling in every other day.
Heat just makes me tired.
I don’t want to do anything when it is this hot outside. I had to pump myself up to go to the grocery
story yesterday because I was dreading unloading the groceries in the heat. I had anxiety about walking those 10 feet a
few times back and forth to my car just to bring the groceries into the
house. Mainly because I’m a
sweater. I sweat A LOT. I know you have heard this before from some
people, but I truly believe that I’m different and am a freak of sweat
nature. I don’t glisten or glow, I
drip. Not just during exercise
either. I can break into a full on sweat
during a meeting, a stressful situation, if I meet a really hot guy (Sorry Dave! But if it makes you feel better, I broke out
into a sweat 6 years ago!) or just walking to my car. I wear black most days and most people just
think I’m fashionably challenged or depressed, whereas my real friends and
family know that I’m trying to cover up the inevitable sweat that will descend
upon me at some point in the day.
Classy, right? This ultimately
means that I ruin many a decent outfits, my makeup or have to shower twice a
day during these fun summer months.
It also means that I’m in a permanent state of
dehydration. I am constantly playing
catch up to hydrate. When I go for a
run, I lose a few pounds in water. Not
good. Although the girly narcissistic
side of me always thinks ‘Helllllz YEA!’ when I see those few lbs missing on
the scale right after a run. The smart
side of me knows that I’m really dehydrated.
We all have different symptoms of dehydration, but these are mine:
Crankiness, Heart pounding, Fatigue, Calf/Leg cramps, Headaches and lack of
desire to run (what a vicious cycle that last one is!).
I’ve got little advice for myself during this time of
year. Some would say to run inside in
the A/C, but I know that that my races will be outside and I’m ultimately doing
a disservice to myself by not acclimating to the weather. My only thought is to drink, drink, drink and
then inevitably sweat, sweat, sweat while running slow, slow, slow. The slow part being the most important. There is no need to get crazy and push myself
pace wise right now. There is no need to
beat myself up if I don’t make another PR in the next couple of races. My only need right now is to train
consistently and not get injured. And
I’m pretty sure that dehydrated beef jerky muscles make for an easy injury! We’ve all snapped into a Slim Jim before and
no part of that process is pretty.
So, when you see me walking around dressed in all black, I swear I’m
not depressed…I’m just sweating. Please
say hello and tell me to go drink some more water!
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