Hello, Chickies, and Greetings from the sizzling plains of North Central Texas. Lord love a duck, it’s hot. Too hot to run outside, for sure.
How do I know? Because I started a run yesterday, and gave up within 10 minutes. I ran to the bank, took care of my errand then relished the blissfully cold air for a few – okay, more than than a few – minutes while I talked myself into braving the scorching pavement. I came straight back to the office, and finished my run on the treadmill. I don’t even know that I could count it as a run, becasue just those ten minutes under the broiler did me in. I only managed another fifteen minutes on the treadmill. Pfffft!!
So. I’m wondering where to pick up with the running again. Start Over? Start Where I Left Off? Maybe back up a week or two in the program and start there? I’m so totally inclined to not start at all, because it’s TOO HOT! Oh. Did I already talk about that ? Seriously – I’m nothing but whiney about the heat. It’s 86 degrees at 6:00 in the morning. 90 degrees at 10:00 at night. 105 degrees at various times inbetween, and the feel-like-it? Sheesh. It’s too depressing to even think about.
Running should be a winter sport, not a summer one.
P.S. Just so you know, I’m NOT slacking on the exercise. I participate in Buff Chad’s cardio and abs classes every day, and I’ve been doing a pilates band workout every evening for stretching and toning. Ha! The kids do the pilates with me. We must look silly laying in a row across the living room floor with our bands stretching our legs. I need to set up the tripod and snap a photo for you.