I’m back to 74 degrees and I think my body is confused. The humid air is refreshing to my parched, winter Iowa skin, but it also made me sweat all night long, or maybe it was just condensation from having my bedroom window open. Either way, its humid.
Anyway, I’m about to embark on my 16 mile training run and this time I’m only dreading the distance, not the cold. My butt cheeks are sure to stay toasty warm. I do already miss the deer, geese, and occasional hawk that were regular sightings on my Iowa runs, but I’m sure the traffic fumes will make it all just a distant memory.
Gotta keep movin’