Wait.....what?!!

The dew point this morning was in the 60s.

Really.

Unprecedented.

When I first looked at the weather, I thought that I was misreading it or something.  But no, it was actually not so humid.  There was no sweat pooling at my elbow, for instance.  It was actually pleasant, believe it or not.  I still can't. 

The reason for the better weather is Tropical Storm Bret, which is currently off the east coast of Florida and soaking up a bunch of the humidity. Go Bret!

Today was hills, so I went back to the golf course neighborhood and added another hill.  They went pretty well.  Everything went pretty well.  Much better than normal!

Only one problem: I wore a pair of those little running socks.  I should know better since they almost always cause issues, but I thought that for such a short run, it would be okay.  And now I have blisters on my heels as a result.  With any luck, they won't affect tomorrow's run.  Otherwise, there might be another Curt Schilling incident.

Just call me Curt

Today's run was far better than Saturday's run.  I planned to run 3 miles.  I successfully ran 3 miles.  My time was not hideous (not great, but not hideous).  It didn't rain.  I made it all the way to the next village over and saw a Maypole in the distance.  What more could I ask for?

Maybe one little thing.  When I flew over, I got a slight sore on my foot because I didn't wear socks on the plane.  That is your lesson for today: wear socks on the plane.  It's been an annoying sore because it doesn't seem to want to go away (that and I figured out I was out of bandages on Sunday and pretty much everything is closed on Sundays).  Today, I looked down at around 2.7M of the run and realized that I had blood all over my sock.  Like Curt Schilling in Game 6 of the 2004 ALCS.  Okay, not really, because it didn't hurt at all.  It is a really persistent, yet tiny, cut.

Today, we get bandages.