I hate running in the summer. It’s too hot, and I melt. That’s been well-documented here.
Ordinarily, our weather indicator here in Da Lou flips from summer to fall during Jeepstock weekend. However, that didn’t happen this year. In fact, summer held on for another week, with highs well into the 90s and heat indices approaching 100°. Not exactly running weather for your intrepid author.
Sunday night, however, the weather changed, and suddenly, our temps dropped by about twenty degrees, settling the Midwest into fall. With the busyness of the work week, last night was the first night I’d been able to get out since fall fell.
When I headed out, it was cloudy, with occasional breaks that let the sun shine through. Temps were in the mid-60s, and the wind was blowing. Perfect shorts and t-shirt weather for me!
This was the first time I’d been on the path in two weeks, and while I could feel the stiffness in my joints that comes with extended spans of not running, the lack of blazing sun and scorching temps made last night’s trek (get it?) so very easy. With fall firmly in place (I hope), I certainly expect that I’ll have more runs in the books over the next few months.
And I need to, as I have some long races coming up. I’ve signed up for the Route 66 Half Marathon in Tulsa (November), Mississippi River Half Marathon on the Mississippi/Arkansas border (February), and Gasparilla 15k/8k in Tampa (February). And, I’m looking for another half to do somewhere between Route 66 and the Mississippi River half. So, why would I do that? Well, I have a desire to join a group called the Half Fanatics, and membership is gained through running a number of half marathons across a span of time. For me, it’s three halfs in ninety days. We’ll see what happens there.
So, welcome back fall! I’ve definitely missed you, and look forward to enjoying your cool, wet weather over the next few months!
This event benefitted the Space Camp General Scholarship Fund.