Glimpse

This morning was one of those rare summer days that offer a glimmer of hope that it won't remain 110 degrees forever.  I was out of bed with my usual 4:30 am wake up call.  All through my poolside yoga class I kept glancing at the sky waiting for the blistering sun to make its appearance.  But it never did!  I was never more thrilled to put my running shoes on after class and hit the canal for a quick 5 miler.  The sky remained pseudo-overcast with a dense clouds packed together just so.  Not in the sense of impending storm, but just as if the big puffy clouds blowing east ran into the horizon and caused a traffic jam with each other.  And the temperature was at least 10 degrees cooler than normal by 6:30 am.  As a result, I ran fast!  I was drenched by the time I got back to the gym, but not sweat pouring off my body in large pools as is the norm.  Just nice, glistening, sticky sweat.  I averaged about 30 seconds faster per mile than I have in the last 60 days since the weather turned really miserable. 

I look forward to the days when it cools down overnight and I can run happy and free before the sunrise.  Maybe even in a tank top!  (I got the feeling today that I offended some people on the canal as I was running in shorts and a sports bra... maybe they should worry less about their religious beliefs and more about me not dying in the heat...)  I've really gotten used to the Valley of the Sun.  I don't love it like I do my hometown, but I appreciate what it has to offer 7 months out of the year.  Days like today remind me that soon the weather that everyone thinks we have will be back.  Only another 60 days or so to suffer through...