Not to exaggerate, but this summer’s running is pretty much my personal hell on earth. Nothing demoralizes me like setting out on an easy three-miler, only to fall victim to the laser death beams sunshine emanating from the morning sky above.
Did I mention that I have extremely dark hair? This picture pretty much sums up how I feel when I head out for my runs in the morning:
Last month, I conceded a sad defeat to the summer. I gave up on my dreams of running the Marine Corps Marathon. Long training runs in this? No, thank you. You can find me in the gym, pounding out miles on the dreadmill or running in circles like a hamster on the indoor track.
For now, I am counting down the days until fall. Sure, fall comes with a lot of really bad trade-offs like the start of classes and an abundance of artificial pumpkin flavoring, but admit it: Fall running is awesome. Crisp, morning air! The sweet smell of colored leaves! Aren’t you cooler just thinking about it?
However, like most of history’s greatest writers, my personal pain and suffering have inspired me to take up the quill and express the sorrowful tale of summer running. For you, dearest Body ‘n’ Sole blog readers, I have penned the following haikus to express my running-related emotions.
[A haiku is a traditional Japanese poem that follows a strict structure of three lines composed of a certain number of syllables. The first and third lines have five syllable each, while the second line contains seven.]
“Summer running”
Holy heck. It’s hot.
I’m supposed to run HOW FAR?!?
I wish it were fall.
“Morning weather observations”
Early morning run.
Drowning in humidity.
Air like wet cotton.
“Opportunistic Hydration”
A slow three-miler.
I’m getting dehydrated.
Oh boy, a sprinkler!
“UV rays”
My face is burning.
Oh no! I will be wrinkly!
Better wear sunscreen.
“Forced indoors”
Running in the gym.
Treadmill miles and indoor loops.
Yuck, monotony!
“Sports bra anxiety”
Why do women fear
Running in just a sports bra
While men take it off?
“Dry your feet, please.”
Vibram five-fingers.
Everyone wants to try them.
Sweaty, summer toes.
How do you feel about summer running? Leave a haiku in the comment sections expressing your feelings!
