During the winter, I set a Q1 goal to get outside for at least 20 minutes each day. This generally meant bundling up and running outside, or at least tromping around the yard in my boots, hat, mittens, scarves… When the sun sets at 4:45 p.m., it can be easy to go days experiencing the outside only on quick jaunts to the car, and to barely see the light at all. I found that by forcing myself outside for at least 20 minutes a day, I felt far more cheery about winter. Fresh air — particularly physical activity in that fresh air — is a natural mood booster, even if the air is cold.
A discovery this weekend: Fresh air is still a natural mood booster, even if that air is blazing hot.
With the temperature flirting with 100 degrees or so both weekend days, I figured I’d run on the treadmill. But after running on the treadmill on Friday — and detesting it as usual — I decided to brave the elements.
And it turned out to be fine. On Saturday morning, I ran for about half an hour, from 7:45 a.m. to 8:15 a.m. It was hot (a bit above 80 degrees), but totally doable. On Sunday I got up a little earlier and ran outside from about 7:20 a.m. to 8:10 a.m. Then I came home and grabbed the 4-year-old, who’d begged to go on a bike ride the night before (at 8 p.m., which is why it didn’t happen) and took him and his little bike to the sidewalk that runs around a retirement community that’s a quarter mile down the road from us. He biked and I ran, which means I got another 1.5 miles in.
When we came back shortly before 9 a.m. we were both sweating a lot. But we were very proud of ourselves!
We went swimming both weekend days too. On Saturday, I supervised a pool play date, and then hung out poolside as other children and my husband went in after then. On Sunday we went to a housewarming party for my parents in their new place in New Jersey. We swam in their apartment complex pool, hovering near the spot where the cold water was being pumped in (because the rest felt like a bathtub!) As I walked back to their apartment, I felt like the temperature must have dropped 20 degrees. It hadn’t (it was still 91 after 6 p.m….) but being damp helps a lot.
Add in a stroller walk on Saturday night with the 4-year-old (while the big kids and my husband went to The Lion King) and I spent quite a bit of time outside despite the heat. It was…not so bad. Do I prefer to run outside in 65 degree weather? Sure — but the weather won’t always deliver that. This was doable nonetheless.
In other news: Sarah and I are planning for a back-to-school Best of Both Worlds episode with all our best tips! If you’ve got a go-to strategy for a tranquil transition, please leave it in the comments below!