Run 1:43:00 [3] 21.0 km (4:54 / km)
Another day of the heatwave and another adventure, this one taking me into rather scary territory.
The plan was to head out well before sunrise (ended up being 5.40) and spend as much time near the river as possible, starting from Clifton Hill. Conditions didn't feel too horrendous - about 32 on higher ground, probably mid-20s in cool air pockets near the river. It was a reasonably routine run for the first hour, but deteriorated rapidly from about 75 minutes onwards. Found a two-contour hill very tough going just before getting water at Bellbird Dell, and when there was no improvement decided to pull the pin at the Studley Park bridge and walk the last 3km - not something I do often.
The real fun started when I got back to the car, unloaded the bike, started to put my bike shorts on - and promptly collapsed with the worst leg cramps I've ever had in my life, which left me quite literally rolling in the gutter and unable to get up for the best part of 5 minutes (generating a gratifying large number of offers of help from passers-by). Settled down enough after that to be able to ride into work, very slowly. The cramps were also in my quads which is a very unusual location (at least for me).
I suspected the problem was salt rather than water as the usual signs of dehydration seemed to be absent (weighed myself before and after last night and didn't seem to be anything untoward, and the colour of my urine was normal). This is an issue I've been aware of after Evan's misadventure a few years back, but I thought I would have got enough salt in my food last night to replenish what was lost in yesterday's race. Obviously I was wrong. In a good piece of timing, I was having my usual fortnightly session of dry-needling at lunchtime and had this diagnosis confirmed (and I suspect it's not too often that a doctor tells someone to eat lots of chips...).
I've learned something in the last 24 hours about my outer limits - enough to know that running a long-distance race in 40 degrees is probably beyond them. Not sure what, if anything, I should read into being unable to cope with conditions that I may never face again in my lifetime (then again, I might face them again this time next week...).
The question is where to from here. Tomorrow is a scheduled swimming day anyway, but I think I will have to seriously reconsider my plans of 3 hours-plus on Sunday - it will be cooler then, but still low-mid 20s in the morning (and probably quite humid). Will play it by ear for the time being.