It's been a while since my last running post, but I will say I finally broke down and joined a gym...for the A/C. It was the most glorious Saturday run I've had yet. (Mind you, I ran this past weekend outside, thinking it was going to be nice, but it wasn't and it still didn't compare to the thrill of my treadmill experience.)
I've griped in the past about how tedious it is to run in one place on a machine, but when you've been living without A/C in the God-forsaken summer weather of NYC, you are likely to trade your soul for a bath of ice cubes on the worst days. You can imagine my glee upon entering my new gym and hopping on an ultra-modern, technologically-bedazzled treadmill that held not one, but two water bottles, my iPod, GU packets, and towel, while offering me the option of 8 different cable channels of an iPod shuffle, all hands free. Running uninterrupted without crowds, traffic, or dog poop for a full two hours with my favorite playlist? Yes, please. A shower and stretching area all to myself afterwards, and no critics to judge my sweaty-hot-mess-ness? Totally amazing. $10 a month for A/C, cable, and a gym? ...Screw you, Con Ed.
This past Saturday I thought I'd get out on the road again, but despite running over the George Washington Bridge and through Fort Tryon park (hey there, Cloisters!), I was just beaten up by the humidity. I'm curious to see how I'll fare when the weather cools off - I feel like I've been over-training with the climate at its deadliest, and hopefully I'll start sprinting right along once the fall comes.
Cannot wait for that moment, but for now at least I have my A/C 24/7.
