Yeah, it’s a dry heat. So is a fire.

Thursday, July 16th, 2009

Call me anal, but starting about two weeks before an upcoming trip I start checking the weather reports for my destination – the National Weather Service, AccuWeather, and the Weather Channel.

I probably started getting into the habit of doing this over the past few years, when my trips to Oregon revolved around the Hood to Coast Relay. (I’m not doing it this year…our team failed to make the lottery.) Most teams take more than 24 hours to cover the 197 miles from Mount Hood to Seaside. Like the others on my team, I had to run three legs, of which one would be late at night, and one would be in the hottest part of the day. Obviously, in that case it would be a good idea for me to know what kind of weather I’d be in when it came time to run my legsĀ  – whether I’d be in mid-90-degree heat in blazing sun or in cooler temperatures with drizzle – and plan accordingly.

In about a week, I’ll be headed up to Las Vegas, for only the third time in the nearly 16 years I’ve been of legal age. I’ll be bringing my running shoes with me, but I think the only outdoor running I might be doing while the sun is out is to and from the valet. As I write this, the weather report is calling for high temperatures near 110 when we arrive. And it will drop to the mid- to upper 80s at night.

In Hawaii, it’s rare to get into the 90s even during the hottest part of the day in the doggiest days of summer.

Mind-boggling. This is probably the first time in recent memory that I’ll have been in weather that hot. Yes, I know, it’s a dry heat, so they say. As my friend puts it, so is a fire.