I have a friend in Vegas whom I affectionately call Desert Queen. In the summertime, DQ likes to describe the weather there as stupid-hot. During the dog days of summer, Nashville is both stupid-hot and stupid-humid. It got the best of me this morning when I was out for my six-mile training run. It was a run that’s best forgotten, therefore I’m writing about it.
As I was heading out the door at 7 a.m. the local weatherman was saying, “If you plan to go for a walk this morning, you might want to switch to cycling. It’s pretty muggy out there. I supposed he was suggesting that by cycling one could create a breeze.
I drove to my gym which is situated in a walking and running-friendly community. It’s the same area I run with my Thursday evening running club. I stopped in for that all-important final potty break, then I’d planned to run three miles out and three miles back to the car.
As soon as I turned on my Ipod I heard the low battery message. Not good. I started running intervals (1:1). When I’d made it two miles the air felt so thick from the humidity I started feeling panicky. I decided I’d gone out far enough. I would turn around and by the time I’d returned to the gym I would have completed four miles. I would decide later whether to finish the remaining two miles on the treadmill or just bag it and go home. I turned off my interval timer and walked for a while until the panic went away, then resumed the intervals.
Once I got to the gym I convinced myself to at least walk the remaining two miles. I’d almost completed one treadmill mile and was feeling spent. Just then an angel in the form of a church friend hopped on the treadmill beside me. Having someone to talk to took my mind off my tired self and before I knew it, two miles on the treadmill and four miles outside were in the books.
I’m not proud of my time today. Those six miles took longer than usual and I walked more than usual. But I choose to be proud that I covered the distance. I’m hopeful that the heat and humidity I’m enduring now will pay dividends when I run half marathons this fall.
I’m training for a late October half marathon. The plan I’m using has me running four times per week with one of those being a weekend long run. Two of my three weekday runs often take place on the treadmill because I workout before sunrise AND it’s really hot and humid in Nashville.
This morning I decided to wait until after sunrise to run and I got on a green way near my home. Sometimes changing the schedule brings rewards. This morning I got to see this.
I am very much a person of routines. But every once in a while it’s good for me to change things up. I’m grateful for is morning’s visual reward.
Hubs and I plus mom, my sister and sister’s family spent last week in Florida. It was raining when we returned home late Saturday afternoon, so no rose photography for me. Yesterday after church I had to deadhead spent blooms and fertilize the plants. That didn’t leave much time for taking pictures but I managed to shoot three blooms that caught my eye. Hover over each picture for the name.
Strike it Rich
So, tell me. What’s blooming in your yard?
I mowed the grass after getting home from work last night. Thanks to my new 15 minute rule, the weeds are in check. Time to play! Here’s what’s blooming at my place.
I suffer from “all or nothing” thinking, which I believe to be a form of perfectionism. If I don’t have time to clean the entire house in one session, I’ll not clean at all. If a day full of meetings means I can’t complete a proposal draft, I’ll not spend 30 minutes working on an outline. I think I’ve discovered a cure for this way of thinking. Want to know what it is?
It’s my 15 minute rule, and it began in the garden.
Last week I decided to try something new. I set my alarm for 15 minutes earlier than I normally awake. I went to the gym as usual and returned home 15 minutes earlier. I spent my extra quarter of an hour pulling weeds. It took a lot of discipline for me to stop after 15 minutes. After all, that wasn’t enough time to weed my entire vegetable garden and it felt strange to leave a project incomplete. In fact, it took three mornings before my vegetable garden was cleared.
This guy makes sure I obey my 15 minute rule.
I don’t go to the gym on Thursdays because I meet my running club on Thursday evenings, but I woke up at my normal time and I weeded for an hour. An interesting thing happened last week, 15 minutes at a time (plus my bonus time on Thursday). The weeds in my flower beds and veggie garden were under control. Saturday rolled around and I had what I thought was an advantageous outdoor to-do list. Because I didn’t have to spend a couple of hours pulling weeds, I was finished by 11:30. I loved it!
I’m applying my 15 minute rule again this week. I’ll spend the time weeding beds and deadheading roses. This morning, Thursday, I spent an hour gardening before my 6:30 shower. Once this becomes a firm habit I may get all crazy and apply my 15 minute rule to my evenings for housework. No promises, though!
I funny thing happened following my April half marathon.
I traded my Saturday morning long runs for planting, weeding, deadheading, and fertilizing. I’ve been going to the gym three or four times a week, but I’ve only been maintaining my current level of fitness rather than improving it. And believe me, improvement is in order.
I don’t know about you, but I’m more dedicated to my workouts when I’m registered for a race, so last week I registered for an October 29 half marathon. I printed Hal Higdon’s Novice 2 schedule, whipped out my calendar and discovered that training begins this week.
Entrance to the green way where I ran early yesterday morning.
Yesterday was Day 1 and I did a three mile interval run on a nearby green way. The temperature at 6:30 in the morning wasn’t bad, but the humidity enveloped me. I was happy when it was over.
Looks like a green way worker was having a little fun. This picture accurately describes how I was feeling at the end of a humid three-miler.
Now that I have a half marathon on my calendar, it feels like everything is back in order. I’d like to do one half a month through April; we’ll see how scheduling goes.
What races have you scheduled?
I’m pushed for time today so I grabbed the smart phone rather than the Cannon to take these shots. I have LOTS of gardening tasks I want to complete. First I’m off to mom’s to dig up her daffodil bulbs. For the past two or three years she’s been asking me to take them. For the life of me I can’t imagine why, but I love daffodils and don’t have any in my yard. Then it’s back home to deadhead the roses, weed one flower bed and trim a few bushes. My plans are contingent on the weather, though. Rain is in the forecast.
Here’s what’s happening in my yard.
I wish you a wonderful weekend full of blooms!
Most of my roses are winding down their second bloom cycle. While I anxiously await the 3rd I’m enjoying the zinnias, cosmos, sunflowers, cone flowers, and at long last…the blackeyed Susans.
I just returned from a humid two-mile run. While cooling off I grabbed the camera and did a walkabout. Now it’s time to down a protein smoothie and get back out there. There’s grass to cut and weeds to pull. I love me some outdoors!
I cheated and shot these yesterday afternoon. I wanted to have every minute free today to dig in the dirt. Here’s what’s blooming at my place.