People who run in the middle of the day are masochists. MASOCHISTS, I tell you!
I turned out the light last night at 9:30, totally with the intention of getting up early this morning for a run. But when 5:45 rolled around, I was really unmotivated and didn’t want to. So I didn’t by telling myself I would run at lunch.
Gee whillickers, but it was hot. Hot hot hot. And I have very low tolerance for hot. The weather people say it’s currently 81 degrees outside, but I think they’re lying. Jerks.
Maybe this was just the motivation I need to get up early tomorrow. About a mile in, when the heat was really starting to get to me and I bemoaned my slow pace and was a bit fearful about getting a fast enough time in my race, I thought, “Maybe tomorrow morning would be a good sprinting day.”
Sidenote: College campuses are a great place to run. Lots of public access buildings with bathrooms and drinking fountains for whenever you need to stop.