It is only three weeks until the arrival of
Thanksgiving (I know this because it is
my turn to prepare Thanksgiving dinner for my extended family) and yet there we
were at 8 am on Saturday dressed for the heat and humidity.
And it did not disappoint; a hot and sunny 24
degrees climbing to +26 degrees by late morning. I strolled with the group (I wouldn't want to
get heatstroke, after all) enjoying the conversations with different walkers,
completely avoiding the fact that in five weeks I will be partaking in a half
marathon (what on earth was I thinking when I signed up?).
I don't think I have ever been less prepared
for a race (though I did purchase a new pair of running shoes in anticipation,
so that is something at least. And what
about Scottish country dancing - does that count?).
I've had a busy summer, between wrapping up
part-time jobs and doing a bit of travelling (I highly recommend Sardinia, by
the way) and the ever present heat and humidity, which just leaves me helplessly
couch ridden and unable to conceive of, let alone do, any exercise at all. And still
the heat continues.
But as woefully
under prepared for the race as I am (upright and smiling will be my goal), I am
grateful for these last bright and beautiful days of summer , for we do know
what's coming don't we?
