Pretty much I have the appropriate build for a tropical humid climate. Canton, China has the equivalent climate to Havana, Cuba. Add on top of that I was an endurance athlete and know that heat does not really bother me. I can sweat a lot, but I don’t develope bad odor. My hair can get as wet as when I come out of a shower, meaning saturated.
But my Kryptonite is the cold. I definitely am not built for the cold. I pretty much benefit from global warming, but I don’t encourage it. I’m not that selfish.
Meanwhile “Maggie” has northern European genes and suffers in the heat and humidity. She is particularly prone to heat exhaustion.
Pretty much an odd couple, but they say opposites attract.
I kinda want to tell a story of when I would do these weekend walks in NYC that I called Death Marches. Pretty much typically a very long walk that could be 10-12 miles. A half Marathon is 13.1 miles and perhaps at times we could walk that amount. Pretty much after a Death March you were kinda tired.
One friend told me his girlfriend took offense that he was too tired for sex. LOL. She was kinda insulted.
One time I went on a Death March, but it was predicted to have a heat index exceeding 100. The guy I was walking with was not only much younger than me, but also an immigrant from a tropical country. He expressed concern for my health and well being.
I laid it out clear that pretty much he should be more concerned about his own safety, and pretty much I can take care of myself, but I also mentioned and was clear that if he dropped that pretty much I would be selfish and not do any extraordinary rescue.
Pretty much I told him, “I’ll leave you for dead.” Anyways of course I was somewhat serious, but I also was being clear about my survival instinct and being honest that pretty much I would not be able to carry him out of the remote part of the city that was kinda desolate.
So about 2 hours in pretty much he was feeling the beginnings of heat exhaustion and was getting sick and experiencing some of the fog and body shutdown. We had to walk back to Annesville by the Dutch Kills to a Bodega.
I was in no distress at all.
For me my weakness often is the need for food. When exercising I burn so much energy, and because I’m rather thin that energy is Glycogen stored in my muscles. Not that I am Arnold, but I am muscular but in a lean way. Pretty much this energy gets depleted fast. The key is to have a food supply.
It also seems food is processed rapidly in my body. I guess I am blessed with a fast metabolism, but it is also a curse. You would not want to ay my food bills.
Everyone is different, but I’m a bit of a freak.
In hot weather I’m alright as long as I can minimize my clothing. A shirt can get soaked with sweat and saturated. I really can sweat that much. As long as I have little clothes on, I’d be fine. Because I work around my house often without a shirt on, my muscles glistening in the sun, I draw in stalkers.
If I feel light headed it is not due to dehydration, it is because I am running out of energy. In biking terms this is called “Bonking.”
Cal