Surprisingly running 7 miles in Texas was not as uncomfortable as I thought. When A told me that the high here the other day was 104, I immediately thought I would be quite discontent on my visit to Texas or spending five days indoors. Today is in the low 90s. Were this New England, I would probably be lying on the floor with a bag of ice on my forehead cursing the sun. Really, low 90s in Texas is not nearly as bad as low 90s in Maine.
While the temperature was a pleasant surprise, the best part of the run, by far, was running on Tank Destroyer Boulevard.
While the temperature was a pleasant surprise, the best part of the run, by far, was running on Tank Destroyer Boulevard.
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