I know that it's springtime, but this past weekend we had some glorious summer weather with temperatures in the high 80s to mid 90s. Did I tell you that from Saturday-Sunday our AC was broken? At night it was so hot that we pretended we were camping and had so much fun. Ok, I lied- I am a total AC freak and was NOT in a good mood. I even took a sleeping pill so that I could fall asleep. (that is how much I hate being hot!) Needless to say, I was delighted when it took the maintenance man all of 5 minutes to fix the AC. (I might have preferred that there was a huge earth ending type of disaster to our AC and not that he had to go tinker around and fix it in 5 minutes) It left me wondering why I haven't trained David in AC repairs?
Saturday & Sunday were spent lounging at the pool, the freezing water was refreshing to the blazing sun. In the heat of Saturday I took a "nice long run" and was sohotabouttodie that I stopped. Once I got home I jumped in the car to determine the distance, knowing that I had run at least 3 miles.... how about 1.5 -->Total. Definitely blaming that one on the heat--that was pitiful. However, by the sweat on me & the redness all over I had a good workout--even if it was such a short distance. I couldn't have made it to "at least 3" if I tried--at least not without passing out first :-)