Tuesday, June 9, 2009

All the Best Plans...

I learned something yesterday. If it is sunny and 84 degrees with 60% humidity, that's not a good time to exercise.

Because I just couldn't bring myself to train at 6:30 AM when I woke, I decided to do it during my lunch break. Bad idea. It was HOT.

The body gets rid of heat by sweating. As sweat evaporates, the body cools. When it is really humid, sweat doesn't evaporate very fast, so the body doesn't cool very well.

I kept pushing though. Luckily, since I now wear a cool heart monitor which Hubby bought me, I knew that I could slow the pace a bit and still maintain a decent training heart rate. That and I remembered reading that you SHOULD slow the pace during times of high humidity so you don't overheat.

Anyway... it was miserably hot. My body is not used to that kind of heat. So I was determined to get my ass out of bed this morning and do my 45-minute brisk walk.

But I woke up to this...

Actually, this image is from about an hour after I woke up. My house is smack in the middle of this map. When I got out of bed, the leading edge of a thunderstorm (dark red on the lower right) was bearing down on us. My morning training was doomed.

At least I managed to get downstairs and let the doggies out before it hit.

Speaking of the doggies, when CeCe was still alive, she and Meg would get up with Hubby in the mornings, go outside, come back in, get their goodbye-I'll-be-back-biscuit when Hubby left, then come back to bed. Belle used to be a total morning girl. I guess we're a bad influence. Now, when Hubby is leaving for work, the dogs stay in bed, barely lifting their heads to say goodbye when he goes. They both wait until I get up before they'll budge. Isn't that weird?

Back to the training plans. I guess I'll be sweating it out again later today (big sigh). The good news is, it's getting much easier for me to walk. I'm up to 45-minute brisk walks. Next week, I actually start adding short jogs into the regimen. It'll be interesting to see how that feels.


  1. Who decides to start training for a race in the summertime? :-)

  2. Yeah, I know. I really do wonder if K. Spice is trying to kill me...


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