So apparently everyone in my little workout group has a greater sense of self-preservation than I do. It was 101 degrees out when the workout was supposed to start and I was the only one to actually show up and risk heat stroke ha ha.
I ended up doing a workout on my own anyways, since I new I’d never get back out the door if I went home and waited for the sun to go down. A fartlek in the shade (with the ‘off’ portions strategically timed to coincide with breaks at the two park water fountains) served me well and I only feel *slightly* dehydrated.
Ok, so I totally chugged a whole bottle of gatorade when I got home…plus a smoothie…and a bottle of water :S
Interesting sights on the run included a girl running in a sweatshirt and sweatpants (how the heck are you not dead?!?), a little group of old-man runners with awe-inspiring matching white beards (I really hope I’ll be running still at that age!), and this sign:
The workout: 3 x 800m (400m Recovery), 400m for turnover (distances via GPS watch), averaged 7:30 pace during the ‘on’ portions (I’m going to use the long grass, heat, and hills as my excuse ha ha)