We've all heard horror stories about over-heating and dehydration when people do some sort of strenuous activity outside. Yesterday was one of those days. The temperature teetered between 94 and 98 degrees, and that was at 6pm. Molly and I headed out for our run, having chosen a path that was well shaded, we went slow. After about 2 1/2 miles we were both dying. We stopped for some water and used a restroom and then headed out again. We both knew it was bad when we were both seeing spots. So we stopped. We turned around and walked home. Of all the crazy things we do, all the ways we push ourselves, we aren't stupid. Maybe it was stupid to even attempt the run in the first place. But I know that turning around was smart. I was tired last night too, it took a lot out of me, way more than I would have expected.
Molly is swimming tonight and I am so jealous. My shoulder is just too sore to swim. So tonight I'm going for a run with Marie, which scares me a little, but it will be like doing a speed workout.
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