Failed at yesterday's exercise. Times like this I think I should give in and find an air-conditioned gym to exercise in.
The trouble with a heat wave is that it requires you to be more organized. You can't put off morning exercise because it gets too hot later on. And if people unexpectedly drop by in the evening, then you're out of luck and have to post on your blog that you're a failure and a bum and a horrible person and... well, okay, enough self-flagellation for the moment.
Maybe if I throw in a picture of a hot guy in a cool ocean, it'll distract people from thinking what a sad loser of a non-exercising fool I am...
Exercise du jour: Jog 2 miles.
There. That's a low enough goal.
Done! DANG but it's hot out. The thermometer only says 80s, but my internal temperature gauge swears it's a lot hotter than that. But it's done.
Photo courtesy Barbara Doduk