Wednesday, July 17, 2013
"Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty"--Lovin' Spoonful
Looks like the never ending rain has finally ceased and we're getting sunny days again around these parts. I had expected that, at this point in my summer, I'd be hardcore into my exercising but instead I find myself really zapped by the heat and I'm doing less than planned. At least that's the situation when it comes to making progress in my running. That's the one thing I really need to do outdoors. I need to make myself get up earlier in the mornings but it's so difficult to make myself do consistently!
Yesterday, while I was walking to the grocery store after dinner, I let my mind wander as I stared at the setting sun and felt the perspiration burst out from my previously air conditioned skin. I tried to think of a time when summer heat wasn't so oppressive. When wasn't it a negative thing?
Easily, the answer for me was when I was in grade school. The sun setting after 8pm was a fantastic thing. Heat like this meant liberation! Moms everywhere kicked their kids outside for the summer days. No school and barely monitored activity as I roamed the neighborhood on my bike or played kickball in the street are some of my better memories. Does anyone else share the memory of running though sprinklers or playing with the garden hose? I can close my eyes and almost smell wet, freshly cut grass. I can almost feel it sticking to my wet feet as I run through the yard. Happy. Cool. Laughing. I want to capture that and bottle it. Summer heat should, by default, trigger *that* feeling.