It was finally nice enough outside to run today. The weather FINALLY cooled down. You would think, coming off of winter, we would be ready to ditch the jackets and fleece pants, but instead I just look longingly at the cold weather side of my closest and hope for a really early fall. It almost hit 90 the other day. And that’s not just 90, that’s 90 and 99% humidity. I sweat just looking at my weather app.
Am I exaggerating? Maybe. But even 10 percent humidity feels like 90 to someone who is used to air so dry your lips crack. To drive my point, my coworker and I joined a gym on Monday. We’ve been running outside since the fall, and with the heat looming over the summer months, and a few extremely hot runs, we gave up. Running in the heat is fine, running in the heat at noon with no shower at the end was making for a miserable afternoon. I honestly joined the gym for the post workout shower. And the smoothie place next door.
On Monday we did cardio, Tuesday it was amateur hour on the machines (it took me two tries to get the leg press machine to work), Wednesday we took a lunchtime Barre class, which ended up being more jazzercise less barre, and today, we got to the gym, stepped outside the car, and felt that it was actually cold outside. Compared to yesterday. So we headed away from the gym on foot.
My coworker has lived in Charleston a lot longer than me–and married a native–so she knows the in’s-and-outs of the neighborhood in the quietly wealthy town of Mount Pleasant where our office is. She took us through an old, heavily shaded neighborhood lined in pine trees, that ended in the small fishing and shrimping area, Shem Creek. Next we hit a main through street and she asked if I had ever been to the Old Village.
I’ve heard of it, but never been, and pictured it just as a new-ish plantation (in the south, plantations are communities, not farms) with a sentimental title and a few historic signs. Then she told me it’s where they filmed part of the Notebook.
Pitt Street, from the street scene in the Notebook.
John is working evenings and that means I’m exhausted by 8pm. The other night, I was totally ready for bed the minute I got the baby to sleep, but instead decided to take 25 minutes and watch the Mindy Project with some hot chocolate. I felt so refreshed taking the time to relax and not just move on to the next task, sleep. I might try to make this a habit.
And actually, I think I’m going to go do that right now. It’s been a long week. I now officially have NO idea who I’m going to vote for. Or even what we’re doing this weekend with John working. Besides grocery shopping, twenty six loads of laundry and meal prep. But, instead of thinking about that, there’s a new episode of the Middle is calling my name. And we have ice cream.
PS- watch The Middle! It’s a sitcom about a flyover state family–it’s hysterical, twisted and everything about it is completely random.
Have a wonderful weekend and happy Mother’s Day to all the amazing momma’s (and soon to be momma’s) out there.