I had this plan to begin running again when I got home for the summer since my exercise regimen was, um, nonexistent for the last half of spring quarter. I was psyched. I was gonna run. And then I walked outside. Did y'all know it's like the surface of the sun in New Orleans in the summer? No, the sun might just be a more bearable than the N.O. because I don't think water exists on the sun what with the intense heat and evaporation and all.
Anywho, humidity is a plague upon the South and, because of it, I can't seem to summon any amount of energy to work out at the end of the day (a day in which half has been spent outside). It's an issue. Maybe I'll be able to drag myself out of bed at 5 a.m. to go running before work. That's if I can manage to get home before 7 o'clock each evening so that I can get to bed at a decent hour.
I thought things were supposed to slow down in the summer. Silly me.
Creole Belle
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