
the face of sodium depletion after just 85 minutes

a view of my clinging running clothes, not a dry spot anywhere to be found.
My run was supposed to be 2 hours long today,and I was supposed to have run at 6 a.m. My alarm went off and I shut it off and slept blissfully for another 2 1/2 hours. I got my butt out the door at 9:30 a.m., knowing in my heart that I just made my day a whole lot harder for myself. I knew I wasn't going to be running 2 hours this late in the morning, but I set forth with a plan to run a new loop I mapped out, which is about 11 miles long. I brought with me a frozen, handheld waterbottle. 1/4mi into my run it felt as though the air was completely still and thick as water. My lungs burned as I took heavy breaths running up my street to the trail head that would lead me to the rez, around the rez and out on 51st, to Jay Rd. and back to my house.
The first stop was incurred about 1 mi into my run, as I needed to wipe the sweat out of my eyes so I could see where I was going. That last for about 2 minutes before I had to repeat. By mi 5 I was soaked and decided to just let it run down all over me. My face looked like I was standing under a faucet, my legs had streams running down and my top and shorts were soaked to the point where I could wring them out. In addition to sweating profusely I also tend to get other heat/humidity related sensations, such as clogging of the ears (could this be an electrolyte/sodium imbalance?) and overall achiness in all moving bodyparts, as well as loss of proper hearing. Let me tell you, by the end of my run, which was 85 minutes long, I felt like a complete waste of a human being. And it wasn't even overly hot out. 80 degrees. However the humidity was over 50%. I got home and I started dripping out of every pore, prompting me to immediately run for the shower, managing to take some shots along the way. (see pics, and enlarge them for a full on view of sweat droplets!) What made this run interesting even more is that when I made the turn onto Jay Rd, a bunch of Tri-athletes (some familiar faces, some not, one yelling "hey sweetheart"- um, who was that??) were waiting around for their leader (I am guessing) to arrive and saw me run by and did a little cheer, which immediately made me think "wow, I must look REALLY bad if they are cheering for me like its a race or something", and it didn't stop there as another Tri-athlete drove by and yelled at me out the window. And then one more random guy on a bike passed and said: "Looking good, girl!" I'm not sure if he was impressed by my overall swimmingly appearance or if he thought I was running at a good clip, which I am sure I was NOT. Anyways, I imagined I was running down the home stretch on Alii Drive and with the way I was feeling, I was pretty sure I was right there.
Things to ponder after this horrid experience:
1) Am I once again a wimp who can't handle the heat/humidity?
2) Do I sweat more than anyone else I know and is my sweatrate so high that it might pose a serious problem in Kona?
3) How will I possibly replace the liters of lost fluid and sodium that I seem to lose per hour running when I am actually racing?
4) Should I look into an overnight IV hookup so that I actually wake up feeling hydrated?
5) Should I stop torturing myself in the middle of the day and go back to early morning runs only? I have a feeling that unless it's a brick, I will be doing my long runs EARLY!
6) How did I ever live in NJ as a runner and not melt away in my own baths of sweat??
7) Is altitude + humidity tougher than just humidity alone?? (I hope so)

In need of lots of gatorade and pickle juice!