Granted, music is not necessary to get the run done. Give me some comfy shoes, a bright ensemble of clothing, and favorable weather conditions and I'm a very happy gal. If I'm running with friends, even better. But if I'm running solo, I usually prefer to have music with me. It's no secret that I love music. Especially on long runs, music is vital for keeping me entertained. I typically don't have the volume very loud, but just having a little bit of "ambiance" really helps me enjoy the experience. I don't rely on music for speed or cadence, but hearing the tunes and the rhythmic beats certainly gets (and keeps) me energized!
I seem to be referencing the sea (and subsequent weather) a lot lately.
It's not that the weather itself has been bad, but my life has been rather "stormy" in all the busy-ness of recent months. This past week was no exception, but there were some moments of smooth sailing...
Ever heard that term? It's often used as a distress signal by a ship lost at sea.
I'm not really in distress, nor am I on a ship, but May has been a crazy month and I have felt a bit lost at times. Maybe the craziness is what caused the month to fly by at record speed. None the less, there have been some things happening that have left me in a state of wonder, confusion, and exhaustion. Fun times, right?
Summer, my dearest Summer, how I have missed thee.
Finally, I can honestly say, with ZERO reservation, that I love the weather as of late. Although the calendar still shows Spring, it's definitely looking (and feeling) like Summer in Iowa. We had a week of non-stop sunshine and summer-like temps, and I (for one) thoroughly enjoyed almost every moment of it.
In case you're wondering, I've been running like crazy (and not necessarily in just my running shoes).
Our youngest will be graduating from high school in a couple weeks, so there's been a lot of stuff that's kept me on to go this past week. It's all good, though. After all, life would would be pretty dull if I just sat around, painting my toe nails and eating bonbons.
What happens when Spring is practically a no-show, and it immediately feels like summer?
Well, if Momma N ain't gonna give you a transition period, you simply have to make do on your own. Even if the daytime temps suddenly feel like mid-July, it still may be chilly in the morning or early evening.
What to do? Too cool for bare arms, but too hot for fleece? And, that wind!
It's almost like all the stars, moons, and planets (and quite possibly the sun itself) all aligned with perfection in recent weeks. And then they all scurried off, in their own directions, immediately afterwards.
I'm talking adrenaline here, and how it all ran out (quite literally) on me this past week.
Apparently, my body has a knack for drawing on the last miniscule reservoir of the stuff when it's a do-or-die situation (or, in my case, a crazy 2+ weeks of nonstop activity). When all the crazy said activity came to a halt, so did my energy source.