Of course, choosing to run in a place with zero shade doesn't help...
I've been reading a whole bunch of your posts about the heat, and more specifically how you have been dealing with it on your runs. Some run early, some run late. Some just power through it. And some run on a treadmill, which to me is akin to having your eyes removed with a white hot knife.
In Southern California, we have this weather condition known as "June Gloom", which is the formation of a marine cloud layer over the coast due to the hot desert air hitting the colder air coming in from off shore. I think this happens to a certain degree all the way up the coast. Essentially, this means that May and June tend to be cloudy and cool. This year, it didn't really start getting sunny and warm until this past week.
So today I headed out for a trail run with a temperature of 82 degrees (I know EMZ, I should just quit complaining, right about.....now). This is hot for me. And though I'd feel OK running into the wind, the minute I turned around I knew it was gonna get steamy.
On the second half of the run I was suffering. I'm just not used to the heat anymore. I grew up in Massachusetts and lived through it all - heat, humidity and cold. But when you move to a meteorlogically compressed place like California you loose your tolerance fast.
At least I can bust out the sleeveless jerseys and equalize the "bike jersey" tan lines...
This is actually a competitive disadvantage. If I ever want to race somewhere with harsher weather or at altitude, it's going to be tough. Severe weather is something that rarely think about. When I was talking to Riley today (who lives in New Jersey), he was saying that he's going to have to start looking for cold weather cycling gear soon, (yes, here comes the shameless plug du jour) so it looks like EAP will have to work on this sooner than later. Maybe 2012.
So to all you runners out there with exception of those who live in the coastal areas of the West Coast, I just want you to know that I know that you guys roll extremely hardcore in the summer. Keep up the good work. And if you ever see me at one of your local races during the summer, just know you are about smoke me out on the course.
Post run. One of my feet, two of Ian's.