I’m not sure if the weather in San Francisco has been informed, but I thought I’d take a moment to let it know:
It’s fall. You can stop being 90 degrees now. Thanks. Love, Alexa.
Truthfully, it’s supposed to be 90 degrees during this time of year in the Bay Area. San Francisco doesn’t really have harsh summers, but we do have an “indian summer” in October where we actually heat up a bit. This year has been kind of annoying though, as the weather doesn’t seem capable of making up its mind. It was 90 degrees a couple of weeks ago, then it got colder and almost rainy and now it’s hot again. I wish the weather would just figure it out.
One problem I have with the heat is that getting myself to get up and do anything, especially exercise is a huge struggle. When I wake up and realize it’s time for a workout, I attempt to hide. If the workout can’t see me, then maybe it will go away:
Nope. Didn’t work.
I knew I needed to get up and run this morning, but I did NOT want to. I’m so wimpy when it comes to heat and physical exertion. Even walking isn’t high on my list of things to do. Eventually, I convinced myself to lace up my sneaks and head out anyway. I applied some sun screen and then realized–I needed a hat. And I only have one hat. Uh oh…
Yep, not only did I have to go out running in the heat, but I had to wear my free Fitzgerald’s Casino trucker hat. With a pink Honest Tea Race for the Cure tee. OMG. Can you say fashion disaster?? All I could think was that I wish I really was in Reno. If I were in Reno I would be eating diner pancakes and debating which numbers seem “lucky” this morning…
..but I was not in Reno. So I went running.
I ended up not going to the park, but decided to instead run towards the Mission District. I didn’t go out very far, as this run was only supposed to be about 2 miles. Smart coach doesn’t have me doing a 5K training run until week two in its 10K training plan, so at least I didn’t have to worry about being in public dressed like this for too long.
(BTW, I’ve decided to start training like I am going to run the 10K, and then based on my feelings and progress when the registration deadline approaches, I will register for whichever race seems most appropriate. While I really don’t care if I have to walk part of the 10K, and I just wanted to have the experience of going the longer distance, I also don’t want to put myself in a situation that is over my head. We will see…)
I wound up at the scene of my least favorite running memories….Everett Middle School.
Yep. There is my middle school in all its glory. It is the scene of many happenings. It’s where I met Maya. It’s where I first became a band geek and where I discovered the beauty of espresso drinks, namely, mochas:
The coffee shop across the street from school. It used to be called “Cup o’ Joe’s”, and it is where Maya, our friends and I spent our time before home room every morning. I think we annoyed the hell out of the other patrons who weren’t expecting their local coffee joint to be packed to the brim with 12-14 year olds. It bummed our teachers out too. When they came in, searching for the caffeine to help them deal with hundreds of monstrous kids, they found, well, all of the monstrous kids, caffing up. Yikes!
(Also, before anyone goes on about 13 year olds drinking coffee, we mostly drank hot chocolate with TONS of pressurized whipped cream. Mark, the barista, used to give us extra hits of whipped cream. It wasn’t until 8th grade that I finally started experimenting with mochas…)
Anyway, today I did that mile run that I’m always talking about failing as an 11 year old. I find doing it very empowering and it reminds me of how far I’ve come.
When it’s 80-90 degrees outside, I also find that mile exhausting. A couple of laps around the school and I felt like death!
Luckily this run was short, so I turned for home and stopped off at one of my favorite corner stores, as I REALLY needed something to drink. Since I moved to the Lower Haight, I hardly ever go there, but the staff is very friendly. They have a really cool mural on the outside of the building, too.
I don’t really like Gatorade or Vitamin Water too much, but I really wanted something with flavor. As the Gatorade bottles were GIGANTIC, and I hardly needed that much fluid replacement for my measly 2.5 mile run, I opted for the smaller Vitamin Water Zero:
I felt much better after a few chugs of fluid and ran a few blocks. Unfortunately, soon after, I could feel the stuff sloshing around in my stomach. All I had this morning before I left was coffee and one spoonful of Barney Butter, so I don’t think my stomach was very happy with my choices. I was close to home, so I just walked the rest of the way. After finishing my Vitamin Water and taking a nice shower, I made some…brunch…I guess.
Bet you thought I was kidding when I said I wanted to eat Amanda’s Apple, Onion and Cabbage dish every day this week. Well, I wasn’t. Today I added a fried egg to the mix, because, well, eggs are awesome.
Now it is time for laundry, chores and sitting directly in front of my fan, wishing that it was 63 degrees. Have a great day!
Can you handle exercising in the heat, or are you wimpy, like me?