This morning was only about 5 degrees cooler than yesterday morning, but the humidity was significantly lower. It felt glorious!
If I could sign on for this for the next month, I would. We are about to head into traditionally the hottest three weeks of summer, so if we can get a break for even one week, I'll take it.
I was hitting my paces this morning and everything. Just lovely! I never write posts in July about the weather that are anything other than a complaint, a justification for not hitting my passes, or a simple acknowledgment of the misery.
I'm trying not to get my hopes up when I look ahead at the rest of the week. Does that make me a pessimist at heart? I like to expect the worst in hopes of always being pleasantly surprised.