Heat Wave // Sports Bra Squad Take 2
So, a lot has went down since that magical run on Tuesday. The struggled with running in the heat + sore legs has been REAL. I finally had to break down the other day and take the time to ice my quads, hamstrings, and calves for 15 minutes each. And, had a few short run days thrown in as well. I only went just over 5 on Wednesday and just under 5 yesterday. So, I knew today it was time for another long run. Too bad the heat just had to roar it's ugly head.
To be fair, we are almost into June...so like I knew it was going to get hot and muggy eventually. However, that doesn't mean I have to be happy about it!!! What's even worse, is that I absolutely need to get in 2-3 good quality long runs of 7 miles or more in this gosh darn heat. And, (I know quit complaining...but like it's so HARD) there are some serious downsides to running short that I never even considered.
One of the main downsides that was brought to my attention during yesterday's run, is that you actually end up seeing more people you know...even though you're technically outside for a shorter amount of time. Plus, you end up feeling like you have to go absolutely nuts pace wise to make up for the fact that you aren't going super far. AND THE SIDES STITCHES!!! Oh lordy, I wasn't sure I was going to be able to make it through yesterday's 4.78 miles.
So, running long today was sorta a scary thing. I hadn't ran long since Tuesday...so I was unsure of what to expect physically and mentally. I didn't want to end up panicking because I was running too slow or because I was getting side stitches too early on. With all of that in mind, I set of this morning, gel in hand, ready to take on the heat!
I've gotta say, my legs (and lower back) felt a whole heck of a lot better today. And somehow despite the sweltering heat and humidity, I remembered to focus on running with good form and holding a steady pace. In fact, 5.26 out of my 7.26 miles this morning were sub 10 minutes. Which I feel VERY good about. I even got in three stops too!!
Stop one was 4ish miles in. I was really struggling, and absolutely drenched in sweat. So, I decided that this time I was actually going to take the time to physically stop to take my gel. Boy did that do wonders for me!! You cannot possibly imagine how hard it is to swallow that thick gel shit while running. Just that little bit of rest had me ready to tackle rest of my run head on. I am continuing to be impressed by just how good these Cliff gels are compared to the GU ones. Bravo!!!
Now, I haven't ran in a sports bra in like 2 ish week. And the circumstances were totally different during that first sports bra squad run. I did 9 mile that day, it was way cooler out that this morning, and I was on the very edge of town. Plus I at least had capris on that day. Today, during stop numero 2...I had had enough with hot being able to wipe the sweat out of my eyes because my tank top was freaking glued to my skin.
At first, I thought I could somehow remove my shirt without stopping...clearly that didn't work cause am uncoordinated AF. So, I had to stop for like 10-15 seconds (but it felt like an eternity!!!) to get my shirt off and then untangle it from my ear buds. Then, off I went to run however many more miles I could handle. I will admit, the whole running in a highly trafficed area in a sports bra + shorts, was a lot to handle. But, when you're that sweaty and that far into a run...you pretty much forget about it pretty fast.
Until you see a shit load of people (aka not a lot of people but also like more than 0 so A LOT) for the last 2.3 miles of your run. And I mean E.V.E.R.B.O.D.Y. Which, really shouldn't be a big deal, because pretty much everyone in this town knows me. And my story. And who's really gonna take the time to point out that fact that I indeed do not have a six pack and have a shit load of stretch marks + loose skin. Maybe like 1 or 2 people at most.
Still, as I ran down main street, I found myself completely avoiding looking at my reflection in the storefronts as I glided past. I just couldn't bear to see all of my imperfections, on display for all the world to see. But, every now and then, I would somehow catch a glimpse of myself. And for a minute, I didn't even recognize the image. I didn't look like I weighed 10,000 pounds or had tipped the scales at 211 pounds my freshman year of high school. I looked like a bad ass runner who just so happened to be training for her first half marathon.
Thank God for this breakthrough and the song 'Confident' by Demi Lovato coming on my Ipod. Otherwise, how on earth was I going to deal with running all the way back to gym, past the countless people filling up there gas tanks at the three gas stations I had to go by. Yeah, I saw a handful of people I knew during those last mile today. But, at the end of the day, I gave zero fucks about what they thought about my body or the fact that I was running in a sports bra.
So, yeah. I guess you could say I'm starting to enjoy this whole running in a sports bra thing. It's no longer scary or impossible. And, for me, that is a HUGE DEAL!!!!