Get Outta The Kitchen

As in, "If you can't stand the heat..." And the heat is on. The mercury hit 91 today but it didn't seem so bad until I went for a run. I mean, it was hot while I painted railing and wrestled with dilapidated porch steps, but it wasn't unbearable. Guess I really wasn't exerting myself too much.

Tried the new kicks today: Saucony Pro Grid Guide 3s. Nice.

But running is more of an effort than painting and pounding busted screws flat. I must admit I'm a little out of shape after my extended recuperation time. I had to walk a few blocks (never more than one at a time) during the course of this evening's route. I was just beat; the heat forced me out of the kitchen all right. Actually it forced me indoors into the air conditioning.

Besides the sweat I found only eight cans on this jaunt. Not exactly a treasure trove. The real treasure came after the run and a shower. As I walked down to check out First Fridays on Seminary Street, sitting outside my building was my favorite car, in my favorite color. Check it out.

Today's Stats
Temp: 91 degrees F
Distance: 3.1 miles
Weekly Total: 5.8 miles
Treasure: 8 cans.

iPod Playlist (shuffle)
A Taste of Honey - The Beatles
Miss Judy's Farm (live) - The Faces
Blue Jean Blues - ZZ Top
Say Goodbye to Hollywood - Billy Joel
If Not for You - George Harrison

The Stealer (live) - The Faces
Future Shock - Curtis Mayfield
Contact - The Police
A Sort of Homecoming - U2
Big Yellow Taxi (Radio Mix) - Joni Mitchell