I went for a walk last night instead of a run because it was just WAY too hot & humid to even consider running. I reached to the first major hill, a hill that I no longer have any trouble running up. Half way up that hill, I thought I was going to die. I could barely breathe and was seriously considering turning around and going back home. There was no oxygen in the air! Good grief! It was so humid I felt like I was drowning. Or like I'd suddenly developed a major case of asthma. Or like I had pneumonia. Phew! It was humid. And the sweat! Good Lord! I've gone on runs and sweated less than I did just walking around the neighborhood. And my pace! Good grief! Normally my walks are around 15 minute miles, but I was hitting closer to 22 minute miles last night. 22 minute miles and barely able to catch my breath. Good grief!
I just hope someone reminds me of last night's awful walk this winter when I'm complaining about how cold it is.
To take my mind off the heat, a reminder of what it could be...
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