Slogged through six miles in the 93 degree heat last evening. It was almost twilight, and the skeeters and other bugs were out. One flew in my mouth (hack, hack), and a few others stuck to my face and neck, pinned there from my sweat and sunscreen. One gnat, unbeknownst to me until I looked in the mirror afterwards, was splat right in the center of my forehead, an insectile bindi dot.
The run was tougher than the Sunday run with A. It was the end of the day, so I didn't have as much energy. I also ran faster, and only stopped once, briefly, to drink from a water fountain. Average per mile time: 9:16. Also, the heat was getting to me: You know that shivery, almost numb feeling you get when you're dehydrated? I shook it off, but with some difficulty.
Note to self: Drink more water before running.
Raising a nation of wimps: Washington, D.C. school officials may close school again today at mid-day because of the "high heat and humidity." Apparently, some of the classrooms aren't air-conditioned. Give me a break. We've survived millions of years without air-conditioning. I think that kids can sit in a room with some fans without too much of a problem. Yes, it's hot. But it's manageable.
When I was in high school in Southern California, near the high desert, one of our buildings wasn't air-conditioned. We just dealt with it and didn't complain.