For a moment, the big yellow ball in the sky frightened me. Not as much as the flying monkeys in the Wizard of Oz and Wicked (which tend to give me nightmares), but this bright orb caused a momentary panic. Then I remembered – it’s only the sun. It’s supposed to be there. It’s just been gray and rainy in western New York for so long, I had nearly forgotten what sunshine looked and felt like.
Which is why, in part, I was overdressed for my afternoon easy run. With the day off, Sue and I decided to do our easy run in the early afternoon, getting the opportunity to run in warmth and sunshine. With temperatures in the low 70s and lots of sun, I wore running shorts and a long-sleeved technical top. And the long-sleeved black top, made for cooler temperatures, was a mistake from the moment I stepped out of the car. Oh well, I thought. It’s just a recovery run. I don’t need to kill it, so if I get hot and have to back off, that’s OK.