Pea soup

I was back in the Midwest for a few days last week. Determined not to completely give up exercise for five days, I tried to run, twice.

Minnesota kicked my ass. It wasn't even very humid or hot, if you ask someone that lives there. When I first came to Seattle, I thought everyone here was a wimp. Complaining about humidity when I couldn't feel it, slapping at bugs I couldn't see, dashing for air conditioning when I didn't think it was that hot.

I'm a wimp.

Running outside felt like running through hot pea soup. I was hydrated, but felt light headed about a mile into the run. I couldn't get a decent breath or keep my heart rate under control. I've been running in 65-70 degree weather, in Minnesota it was in the 80s at least. Blech.

I ran today to make myself feel better. It was 62 degrees and raining. Perfect!