Back down here on the bayou I was reminded that indeed I was not in San Diego anymore as I went for a run. It was only in the 90's with 300% humidity, not bad at all! After the first 4 miles I stopped and thought to myself, self, you are about to combust! I could feel my inner core rising way past 98.6 so I walked for a few blocks and then ran like a pack of axe wielding midget clown were chasing me...That seemed to do the trick.
I was smarter today and just rode for 8 miles, only 3 cars honked and only 1 racial slur was yelled at me all in all, a good day.
