Was I being Punked this past weekend? Did I miss a Pre-DeMila (See what I just did right there? Demi + Mila = DeMila. 🙂 ) Ashton Kutcher lurking in the woods somewhere ready to jump out and Punk my ass?!?!
I ran 3 runs this weekend.
And they all sucked.
Every hot, oppressively humid mile of them- AWFUL. 89 degrees and 95% humidity. Every damn day. NINETY-FIVE PERCENT. What kind of nonsense is that? Shouldn’t it just be raining at that point? Oh it was Labor Day alright. More like- My heart is in a severe arrhythmia and might just leap out of my chest and cannonball into the goddamn Long Island Sound ‘cuz I’m breathing Be-Labored Day. I haven’t had 3 Consecutive Awful Runs EVER. Usually you have one. Maybe two. But 3?
This Humid Sufferfest ruined my confidence. The VT50 is in less than a month and I am in full on freak out mode. I had to cut my long run short. Heart rate way too high, breathing way to gaspy. Bad stuff. I recovered (on the couch in the Meat Locker that is my house) but I was still disappointed. Way disappointed. I felt like I quit. It’s definitely not what I needed this close to the 50k. But, I listened to my body which flashed a “Tilt'” sign and I knew it was time to stop. Humidity, 1. Colby, -3.
On the bright side, I did run on beautiful trails and used my new Nathan Zeal 2L Hydration Vest! A full review to follow! In short: I LOVE it.
WHAT THE?!?! Where the hell did THAT come from? Who am I? I’ll tell you who I am…
A dehydrated, disgruntled, delirious runner. Who’s on a goddamn mission.
How far did you get this weekend? Did the humidity kick you in the teeth? Have you run with a hydration vest?