Wednesday, July 29

Heat Wave

The attached passage was taken from James Tabor’s, The Runner, and has to be one of my favourite quotes. The imagery that Tabor provides speaks volumes, but I also find myself envious of the runner and the experience that he had created for himself. Yesterday I fashioned my own experience, my own carnival of pain.

"Out of the silver heat mirage he ran. The sky burned, and under him the paving was a black mirror reflecting sun-fire. Sweat sprayed his skin with each foot strike so that he ran in a hot mist of his own creation. With each slap on the softened asphalt, his soles absorbed heat that rose through his arches and ankles and the stems of his shins. It was a carnival of pain, but he loved each stride because running distilled him to his essence and the heat hastened this distillation."

Victoria has been under a blanket of unseasonably warm weather, but on Saturday, we started setting records. Yesterday was ridiculous, 33C by mid-afternoon (38C with humidex). This was made all the more amusing given the session that was scheduled.

My goal was to run 10k MP (3:47-3:48km/pace), but as I watched the mercury climb I knew the workout was going to be a challenge. I had begged a colleague for the use of his water bottle and after getting changed, stepped outside into the furnace and slowly made my way toward Vic High. My plan was to spend my first 4-5 km on the track and then run at effort.

After arriving at the battleground, I drained half the bottle, drew a line across the dirt track, laughed, and began. Scorching would be an understatement! I made sure to build the first lap and then concentrated on finding a comfortable (and I use that term loosely) relaxed pace, the first four kilometres passing in 3:49, 3:49, 3:47 & 3:47. At this point, I quickly stopped, guzzled what was left of the water bottle and took off toward Cedar Hill.

After reaching the golf course, I was parched and stopped at the fountain outside the clubhouse for a quick drink. As the water trickled down my parched throat, I looked to my left to see a flood of water coming from the underside of a planter that was hanging down from one of support beams. Not wanting to pass by a golden opportunity, I stood underneath the pot for a few additional seconds as the icy cold stream ran over my head. In those conditions I’m happy with the workout but rather than concentrate on pace, or reap the full benefits of the training, I feel too much energy was spent just trying to survive.

And then there was today, at 5:00 p.m. as I was running home… 35C, that’s just stupid.


Monday: day off (scheduled)

Tuesday: 1:05:43 with 10k at ME

Wednesday: undulating/ridiculously hot 50:43


Thomas said...

Crikey, quite a contrast to the rainy weather we've got here! Make sure to adjust tough workouts in that heat, if you really cannot run in the morning.

Mark said...

easy does it in those temps as its a much different game out there

Love2Run said...

I love the description of the heat as 'ridiculously hot'! Our peeps in Arizona must be chuckling but it is hard on us Canucks. Nice MP effort.

Michael said...

Mike, I know. There are those out there who will find 30C comfortable, not this runner.

Thomas, I was talking with a friend in Cornwall on the weekend, it appears the summer weather there hasn't been great.

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