Dog Days

We went out to run fairly early this morning, yet the temperature was 81 with a dew point of 72.  That’s not as much fun as a normal summer morning.  It’s been hot all spring, though - the corn is supposed to be knee high by the fourth of July, but it’s already as high as an elephant’s eye and ready to tassel out.

I ran 4 miles in 47:47, for a pace of 11:47.  Plenty fast enough for today.  Lots of sweat.

Whining: (1) The hernia repair felt fine, actually normal, for the whole run; (2) The Lisfranc ligaments on the left foot bothered when I got up in the morning, but not on the run.

The oatmeal is colored a little pink from the juice of frozen blueberries: