Saturday, May 22, 2010
The only time to fit the run in was during Stavro's flute lesson at four. It was hot, humid and hot. Did I mention the humidity? I was well prepared for the heat stroke and was positive throughout most of it. I stopped at a house and gave Xena water from a hose. No clock no measure of pace or anything. In fact I think I was lost several times turning down streets I've never been on. I simply headed out and then back always in a general direction. I was well equipped to contend with the heat by accepting the situation and going with it.