|NOT ME!!!! I'm not nearly this red!!!!!|
Tuesday morning was hot and humid. At least it was the first time I stepped outside. I knew it would only get worse as the day went on, so I had 2 glasses of water and 1 1/2 Kashi cereal bars and forced myself to go. In those 15 minutes it had cooled off considerably and felt great. Fake out! Five minutes later it was super hot again. Thankfully it was only a 3-miler day.
It got done. My shorts rubbed my burnt hip. My bra rubbed my burnt chest. Aside from the burn, it was still a lousy run. I felt really weak and exhausted, although I guess that's to be expected on Tuesday runs. Tuesdays are always super low mileage, with the main purpose of getting my legs and body running again after the beating inflicted by the long Saturday run.
I passed a building whose marquee read "Satan called. He wants his weather back." That about says it all.