The weather gods hate me.
All week, it has been (relatively) cool. Temperatures have stayed (mostly) below 90 degrees. We've had several gentle rain showers. It has been grand.
Of course, I did not have a 30 mile run planned during the week. Instead, my 5 hour trek around Fort Worth takes place tomorrow. And, naturally, the predicted forecast has the mercury soaring into triple digits.
Why have I offended thee?