We began this week with heat. And it got hotter. I subbed girls P.E. all day Monday and returned home wiped-out. I practically had to crawl the minimum mile to keep up my Fitness Streak.
Tuesday, temperatures grew to three digits Fahrenheit. I thought that I really didn’t have a choice but to run, being that this was the only morning I would have available during the week. And so I headed out to Wood Canyon where I took Cholla to the ridge and ran to Top of the World in Laguna Beach. I ran 6.64 miles and drank every single drop of my 70 fluid ounces of water. Yikes. I fared pretty well though, I’m sure because of my responsible fluid intake.
I didn’t realize that the fires had started on Tuesday. Wednesday, we all knew. Wednesday came through, and the heat blazed down ever hotter. Someone said 107 degrees, others 104. Fueled by high winds, wildfires marched their way through San Diego County. I live in Orange County, which borders San Diego County, where many of my family and friends reside. I was kept constantly updated through Facebook or texting. After another P.E. substitute teaching assignment, I was in no shape to get in a run Wednesday afternoon. I cross-trained at the gym that night.
Thursday I subbed P.E. again. It got hotter, and I first began to see blackened skies from a fire in north county (north county being the northern cities of San Diego County).
The nighttime heat was even too much for me to attempt a run on Thursday. I didn’t even make it to the gym to cross-train. Instead, I stumbled out my minimum mile.
Today, we have some relief heat-wise, as the temperatures have dropped into the 90’s. But the fires have reached my county. Though I subbed P.E. (and home economics) today, all physical activity was called off at the schools. We sat in air-conditioned rooms instead and watched movies. Outside, the skies were gray and smoky. Having not been out in the heat all day however, I was able to drag myself to the gym for some cross-training this afternoon.
Hoping to run tomorrow. Going to prepare like I am, but we shall see what the morning brings. This fire has got to be gone before I run because I’d rather not run in the smoke (views from San Clemente, the city south of us):