It's crazy humid and hot here in Michigan right now. August has descended on us with the rage of the Sahara. Not that I mind the heat. Most people know that I do. However, it's best served with reggae music, cold beer and a boat ride. I see none of these things in my work week.
Anyways, the overnight lows are in the high 60s meaning there really is no comfortable time to go running. I was out the door at 630 am for a quick 3 miles and...ugh...the smell of dog poop seemed to permeate the streets of Plymouth. Really, it was revolting. I don't know if the humidity just brings out the scent or what? Sick. Gross.
Well did my run rather quickly. Returned home for another 30 minutes of other exercises, all before my 8am volunteering time slot.
I can't wait to jump in a big clean lake!
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