Wondering how I was going to approach a blog post isn’t something I often struggle with, or think too much about, but this one, I wasn’t quite sure with. I’ve been sitting on this post, keeping it warm, until I figured it out, and I suppose by the looks of it I may have done just that, but we’ll see how this goes.
It’s currently Saturday afternoon when I’m writing this and in this moment, my body is feeling tired and my throat feels funky. It’s not a full-on sore throat, but it feels like there is a slight pressure. I’ve had this feeling before earlier in the summer, and was able to finagle my way out of getting sick.
So far today I’ve taken a lengthy nap, and if you don’t count the coffee, I’ve drank only water. Oh, and I’m finishing up my powerhouse green smoothie right now. To top it off, I’ve been constantly repeating my healthy mantras so hopefully my body picks up on it and doesn’t lead me down a cold road. That is, a summer cold. Maybe it’s allergies.
I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but it’s actually been a month since my last post! Jeezus. What have I been doing with my life?! Apparently everything else besides writing. I’m going to do my best to change that going forward.
Summer is in full swing and every year it seems people get a wee bent out of shape because heat happens, and humidity happens, and people get genuinely surprised both those things are happening this time of year. Yes, in July. This week I even heard a news anchor say, “It’s so hot.” Really? Thanks Captain Obvious.
I can already tell this post may turn into a Ms. Sassy Pants post. We’ll see what happens.
Recently I took some time to catch up on something I’ve neglected updating these past several months: my running and training journal. I’m usually pretty good about marking my runs with any notes on how I feel, or any aches and pains creeping up as they happen, but it’s the annual mileage I usually forget to plug in. And as it turns out, May was not the lowest mileage month I’ve had this year!
The June Gloom has settled nicely here in SoCal. It’s this kind of weather I enjoy, and at the same time, I don’t. The morning is foggy and filled with cloudy, overcast skies, but later it tends to burn off, leaving an aura of glary haziness. The temperature itself starts out cool, but that humidity hovers, until the sun is able to burst through and the heat comes out, and when the sun goes down, hello to cool temps again.
Right now I’m staring at a blank page trying to come up with something to say because I realize I haven’t written or I should say, posted, anything in a hot minute. When I decided to embark on this social media hiatus (no Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram in May) I really had no idea what was going to happen, or know how I was going to feel, or what I was going to do to fill the time I otherwise would’ve spent on the social media sites.
The following was going to be my initial first paragraph:
Normally when I write my posts, I’m usually with a cup of coffee near me. But since I gave up coffee (and caffeine for that matter) for the month of May, I’m drinking my alternative go-to beverage: a cup of herbal tea.
I’m a week removed from the Leona Divide 50K and much like the race itself, recovery has been slow. On one hand I’ve been consciously resting, but there’s an element of forced rest in there as well.
It took a few days for my quads to finally feel normal again, but my right ankle has been a different story.
The butterflies showed up early on race morning and I wasn’t expecting them. It’s always normal for me to feel a little nervous before a race, but my stomach was in total knots.
So I did what I always do: I took deep breaths and told myself, “One foot in front of the other. That’s all. No pressure. Just relax.”
I guess you could say I’ve been weather stalking race day temperatures for the past week. Even though I know weather can change 10,000 times in a week, I couldn’t help it. And this is what I’ve concluded: the weather gods hate me.