Bag O Sweat
I have some big plans this week for a nice LONG run in Florida, but after today, I think I will have to rethink that idea a little. During lunch, I skipped the cookies and headed out for a run. It was about 85 or so with not a cloud in a sky. With my sunglasses on, a nice breeze through the palm trees, and the smell of sunscreen, I was looking forward to a good 7-8 miles. It was shortly after entering the swamp again that I realized the obvious: compared to Montana, where its sleeting today, its freaking hot in Florida. Maybe it was the half naked, bikini clad beer vendors on the golf course I ran through (Yep, this hotel rocks!), but it wasn’t long before I was panting, burning hotter than a 3 Mile Island Nuclear Reactor and sweating like Madoff on the stand. I really didn’t have any troubles with my run; kept recovery pace around 8:42. I was just simply miserable though. At least my tan is working out.
After some more lectures in the afternoon, I got a chance to visit the “lap pool.” When I heard the resort had a lap pool, I was kind of like “yeah, right.” I expected it to be a tiny square thing about 10 yards in length and 3 feet deep. Low and behold, I was surprised to find a 3 lane 25 yard pool in the sunlight. I first I felt kind of self conscious doing laps amongst the sun worshipers crowded around, but I felt a whole lot better when another swimmer showed up in a swim cap and fins. No, I wasn’t wearing my Speedo either. Florida is not yet ready for such a display….Pounded out something between 1000-2000 yards. Topped off the whole experience with a Mojito and a nap.
Ill try my long run tomorrow in the AM. Hopefully, the Florida sun wont be to brutal. I would like to do an ocean swim, but I’d rather not get covered in oil.