I heart sweat

I've had people tell me they don't like to sweat. Good thing I don't feel that way.


I officially made it through two Bikram classes this week. I used my second free birthday class yesterday and the temperature was 114 degrees before we even started. When my legs were still shaking when I sat down to take a drink break, I started my random mental descent into "what will happen if I actually do pass out this time?". I was panicking because we'd taken my car, and Casi couldn't drive stick, so we wouldn't have a way to get home. Apparently she has recently learned, but since talking in Bikram is equivalent to biting the heads off kittens at a PETA convention, I wasn't aware of that at the time. Needless to say, I survived to write this dramatic post.

After that we went to Carolyn's pool and spent a day of bliss laying out, reading, and making fun of rich parents who give their children 18 warnings that "that's ENOUGH" but are too busy on their phones to actually pay any attention to what the kids are up to. Carolyn took the only picture and she's in NY at her sister's graduation now, but I looked exactly like this, except picture a pool chair instead of sand.

 

I was forced to actually do some physical movement when I went to my second softball game. I hit the ball, and didn't realize it actually counted as a hit when it rolled approximately 8.5 inches, so I lost a few seconds before I sprinted to first, and those few seconds gave the other team time to get the ball there before me. Yet another incredible success.

As you most likely suspected, all of these extremely hydrating activities yesterday were careful preparations for a long run today. I headed down to southern MD to meet Kara to do a trail run to prepare for 50K number 2, in only 3 short weeks.

I knew it was going to be a bit challenging when I left my apartment at about 6:15 am and it was already hot. I was too scared to check the temperature but when we returned Kara's husband told us it was over 100 in the sun - luckily most of our run was shaded.

It actually wasn't as bad as I thought, I was disgustingly soaked with sweat and out of breath, but, as always, having a friend to chat with makes runs so much more fun. We did two loops on the trail and about a half mile on the road, for a total of 15 miles in 3:13:09. I love trail running but you seriously have to block off an entire day for a long run!

I spread out my usual feast when we stopped at my car on after the first loop.

 

Kara's daughter, Faith, is actually even cuter in person than she is on her blog. If you can believe that. I tried to get her to walk for me, but she wasn't having it. Probably because she picked up on the fact that I am super awkward around babies.

Kara was nice enough to supply me with a shower, iced coffee, and two pieces of Kari's banana bread, which is amazing, and I am addicted to. Amazing.

On my way home, I stopped at a new self serve frozen yogurt place. It was totally on my way, and I didn't get off the expressway and wait at a million lights to get there or anything.