As a runner, I pay far more attention to the weather than those times in my life when I was a non-runner. I obsess over the hourly forecast, the percentage chance of precipitation, wind chill, humidity, and other details that can affect how I dress for my run and how I expect to feel during my run. Not to mention the obsession that ensues as soon as a race day enters the 10 day forecast. Then it becomes full-blown daily stalking of the forecast.
As a stroller-pushing runner, the weather doesn’t just affect me. I have to make sure my little passenger is dressed appropriately for whatever weather we will encounter.
Once upon a time, when I ran with my arms freely swinging as a I went – and not pushing a 30lb toddler – I loved running in the spring. The warmth and sunshine as winter faded always reinvigorated my love for running. And quite honestly, I used to take a hiatus from running when it got too cold so spring would always be my back-to-running season.
Spring is proving to be my least favorite time as a stroller-pushing runner. Why? Because one day it’s 80 degrees and the next it’s 50. I can’t stand the back and forth. But more than anything, it’s the [insert expletive here] wind that ruins it for me! In the mornings, while Zain eats his breakfast, I stare out the window at the trees behind our house to watch for movement. Okay, they seem to be holding still. I assess them again 30 minutes later once Zain is done eating and the branches are waving around wildly. I check my weather app on my phone (probably my most used app) and see that there are 15 to 25mph winds. Nooooo!
Running with the stroller in the wind is my personal hell. I can’t seem to escape it no matter what direction I run. And it always manages to be the worst when I’m trying to
scale a mountain go up a hill with my 30lbs of cargo. It’s like I’m not evening moving and I’m just running in place. It flat out sucks. Knowing how hard my runs will be some days completely zaps my motivation.
It won’t be long before I’m whining about the humidity and the heat, but for now, my biggest runemy (running + enemy; I know, I’m so clever) is the wind.
What is your biggest runemy? Or maybe runstacle (running + obstacle) Maybe it’s time to stop making up words…