The time of day can make or break a run

Brian wanted to see a movie last night. So that meant our 2.25-mile run had to happen earlier in the day. It’s Texas, and it’s July. That meant daring the 100+ degree heat to mess with us during our 5K training run.

I used to run in the heat of the summer day. I used to play soccer games in this heat. But it’s been a while, and exerting in the 2 p.m. sun is something that takes (re-)acclimation.

We drove to our usual Katy trailhead on Knox Street. Instead of bringing one water bottle to share like usual, we each brought one. We dressed loosely. We ran in the shade when possible.

Still, it was a butt whipping.

We had to take two walk breaks, with one of those breaks being a whole quarter-mile. I squeezed water on my head throughout the run. I even ran in the opposite lane because there was a measly strip of shade there and was nearly run down by a cyclist.

It felt good to see the very last quarter-mile marker, and it felt extra satisfying. Sometimes mere survival can make you feel like a stud.

While I looked like someone had pushed me into a pool, Brian somehow managed to complete the run with half a bottle of water left. Huh? Harrumph.

I want to train for the Rockledge Rumble 15K

Ok, so I’ve already found the race I want to work toward. The Rockledge Rumble in November, the 15K leg. This would mean I actually need to hit the trails more often than I do. That’s nice I have a race, but I need a training plan for it. Hmm. It’ll be my first official trail running race, so I guess I better look into that.

Gah, I wish training on trails around here wasn’t all inconvenient and stuff. In this area anyway. There’s what, Cedar Hill State Park, Cedar Ridge Preserve. There’s Grapevine Lake, but as far as it is, I might as well drive to Lake Texoma and train on Cross Timbers. What else am I missing? I guess I could just check the North Texas Trail Runners Association website. Whatever, it’s bedtime. The Rockledge is in Grapevine, so I might as well make the haul now and again to get more familiar with it.

I’ve been lusting for a run through the still-untamed Trinity River area of Dallas lately, though. It won’t be untamed for much longer, and I want to hit those dirt trails I see as I drive over it into downtown Dallas before it they start building cutesie boat launches and designer bridges and Segway-rental booths or whatever and it gets all Central Park-y. BUT … I’m a chick, and there are drunk homeless folk and highwaymen lurking AND MY BIG STRONG FIANCE WON’T GO WITH ME. I’m about to just take me and my pepper spray on out there and cross my fingers while I run. If you see me running out there, please don’t rape me. Plzkthanks.

I just ran into a new blog. I don’t know the dude from beans, but I found it through clicking here and there from the NTTRA website. It’s like mine, except it’s fancier and he actually runs in gigantor-distance races. I also like that he has posts that say “well, didn’t do anything this week,” like me. Yay! There’s hope for me yet.