While it was ungodly hot all summer, it was also bone dry here in Boston. We have been in actual “Extreme Drought” conditions here for months. That means I have zero experience running in the rain this year. Until this past weekend.
When I woke up on Saturday, it was drizzly. By the time I got outside for my 5-mile run, it was pouring. It wasn’t cold, so I wore my usual running gear plus a thin, waterproof jacket and a baseball cap (yay Jimmy Fund!) to keep the rain out of my eyes. But as soon as I got outside, I regretted not wearing gloves. It was breezy and my hands were SO cold. I tucked my hands inside my sleeves and ran like that for a while. Pretty soon I was having the opposite problem – I was too hot. The jacket is a crappy TJ Maxx jacket, and not breathable at all. And, as it turns out, also not waterproof. My phone was in my pocket and it was soaked. I turned it off thinking, I don’t know, it would have less chance of rain damage if it was off? The good news is that my phone survived. But as for me? Barely.
I had such a hard time running. Everything was tight even though I had hydrated well the day before. The only thing I can think of is that I donated blood Friday at 7:15am. But 25 hours later, I should’ve been back to 100%. I kept having to walk because my legs felt like lead. I wanted to take my jacket off because it was making me so hot that it was sticking to my skin like tar, but it was cold enough outside that I knew I should keep it on. At first, the wetness on my legs was causing chafing. But soon, my shorts were soaked completely through and thus were like a wetsuit on my thighs, which actually meant they weren’t riding up and were keeping my thighs from rubbing together. Note to self – wet my shorts a little bit. Errr, dab some water on my shorts. Do not pee in my shorts.
Anyway, it was a miserable run. Instead of taking an ice bath afterward, I took a warm epsom salt bath followed by a hot shower. I was cold the rest of the day. I really hope it was the blood donation thing, and not the fact that it was raining, because look at Sunday’s forecast for the Half:
“Watching the tropics. Showers early, becoming a steady rain later in the day. High 61F. Winds NNE at 15 to 25 mph. Chance of rain 80%. Rainfall may reach one inch.”
Sounds lovely! No seriously, I’m all about that high of 61° but the combination of that temp with wind and rain can make it feel pretty cold. 2015 Boston Marathon anyone? Just no photos of the drowned rat I’m going to look like, please.