Same Time, Same Channel

Easy run, sort of.

4:00 pm, 89° F, 14% humidity, wind 8 W.

I got up at 4 am this morning to get Thing 3 off to scout camp. I got home at about 4:45 and considered going out for a run, but went back to bed instead and didn't get up until about 7:30. At that point, it was too late to go for a run before work. So my penance is I had to run in the heat of the day. I thought about running during my daughter's softball practice from 6 to 7, but I worried what would happen if I didn't make it back in time. I also thought about waiting until this evening so that it would be a little cooler, but thunderstorms are forecast this evening, and I have other stuff I need to do tonight. So maybe now I've learned my lesson and I'll be able to get myself up early in the morning to avoid hot afternoon running.

AP: 9:10. Splits: 9:38, 9:16, 9:17, 8:57, 9:04, 9:02, 0.55 @ 8:47.

GA run,.

6:58 am, 60-68° F, 34% humidity, wind 10 SSE, sunny,

Whenever my husband and I are apart and I have a night alone, I think that I'll go to bed early, but then I never do because I've got all this quiet time to myself and so I do other stuff I want to do, like watch tv or read. That's what happened last night. I started reading Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer. It's a very strange book. I'm going to share with you the second paragraph in the book because it is tangentially related to running and is kind of strange.

"What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them, and they played the sounds of our hearts through little speakers, which could be in the pouches of our overalls? When you skateboarded down the street at night you could hear everyone's heartbeat, and they could hear yours, sort of like sonar. One weird thing is, I wonder if everyone's hearts would start to beat at the same time, like how women who live together have their menstrual periods at the same time, which I know about, but don't really want to know about. That would be so weird, except that the place in the hospital where babies are born would sound like a crystal chandelier in a houseboat, because the babies wouldn't have had time to match up their heartbeats yet. And at the finish line at the end of the New York City Marathon it would sound like war."

In any case, today's run was quite warm. I carried the dreaded fuel belt and a handkerchief to wipe the sweat out of my eyes. The handkerchief isn't very absorbent. I need a thin washcloth or something.

AP: 9:09. Splits: 9:42, 9;13, 9:21, 9:05, 9:22, 9:01, 8:53, 9:05, 9:02, 8:48. I felt like I kept pretty much the same level of effort throughout except the last mile, which I pushed just a little bit. The variations in pace are due to uphills and downhills.

Easy run.

5:56 am, 55° F, 64% humidity, wind 4 S.

I actually managed to get out the door before 6 am (just barely) for the first time in nearly a month. It's cooler today than yesterday and with the earlier start, I actually had pleasant weather for running this morning.

While I was running, I realized that I'm double-booked tonight. I'm going to see if I can talk my oldest son into helping me out.

AP: 9:04. Splits: 9:37, 9:00, 9:11, 9:01, 9:00, 8:46, 0.63 @ 8:41.

GA run.

7:49 am, 66-72° F, 42% humidity, wind 14 SSW.

I was up late working last night, so I figured it was fair to sleep in a bit and then run and be late to work. But of course the down side of that is heat. Oh well. Maybe some day I'll get acclimated to the heat.

I ran the hilly County Line Road route.

AP: 8:55. Splits: 9:20, 8:45, 8:45, 9:03, 9:17, 8:36, 9:01, 8:34, 0.42 @ 8:41.

I sweated a lot, but the wind blew it off me. But I got really drippy as soon as I stepped inside my house.

Somewhere between an easy run and a recovery run.

6:30 am, 69° F, 28% humidity, wind 15 SSE.

I felt kind of sluggish today so I took it easy, but apparently not quite easy enough to call it a recovery run. It was an unremarkable run.

AP: 9:26. Splits: 10:02, 9:21, 9:27, 9:18, 9:19, 9:15, 0.36 @ 9:19

Since I don't have much to say about my run, instead I will entertain you with a picture of my youngest son from a couple of weeks ago, and then a picture of the same son from yesterday at Scout camp.