Catching up again and so excited to tell you about yet another shitty outing. I tried to enjoy this one, I really did. But yet again the planets were aligning and setting me up to not have a good time.It was surprisingly hot this evening. So hot that I almost waited until way later in the evening to get out there but alas that didn't happen. I really wish it would have, everything would have gone much smoother.
The sun was beating down on me which I never like and the breeze wasn't helping, just hindering everything. Once again I walked a lot and was just content to get it done.
I passed a gentleman along the way who is obviously a very experienced runner. When I passed him the second time and he remarked to me 'man, it's crazy hot out here, eh? Makes it so hard to run!' I will admit that I felt so much better about myself - woohoooo - it's not just me feeling like a sweaty pile of ass shuffling from street to street.
Bugger.
Got home and was disgusting. But as always was happy to have gotten out there and got it done.
