This morning we woke up to 96% humidity. In Albuquerque, New Mexico. You can almost hear the foghorns.
Normally, you could see into the city of Albuquerque and the surrounding mountains rising out past those trees. Not today. It's also 30 degrees F. We've been having excellent weather during the week that decends into chaos for the weekend. Bad for long runs and long bikes Excellent for feeling smug about having a nice, warm home to STAY IN and be self-indulgent.
I'm going to have a breakfast of popcorn and cran-grape and then a weight-lifting and treadmill session downstairs. In the dining room, of course.
Then maybe some cocoa. Then I'll start working through my to-do list while one of my favorite movies plays in the background.
I'll leave you with some valuable information on how to stay fit during cruddy, impossible-to-train days: