The running here this week has been a lesson in adaptation. Mother Nature decided, "Meh? Why not just go ahead and make it summer!" I know that many people in the rest of North America are shaking angry fists at the heavens cursing Mother Nature's refusal to move forward out of winter, but here, she decided to just skip ahead to July.
It's April, dammit. We're supposed to get a wee bit more of the temperate weather, aren't we? Nope, guess not.
Thus, there's really only one word to describe the running this week: Sweaty.
You'd think I'd be used to such bodily effusion, but honestly, after months of lovely weather, it's a bit of an adjustment to suddenly be out there thinking, "Sweet Jesus, I'm melting!"
Oh well, best get used to it: It's not gonna get any cooler here in the next six months!