I need to get up earlier

So Mother Nature decided that instead of ramping up to the heat of summer, she'd go straight from the balmy 40 degree spring that we've been having to 90 degree summer.

Yesterday, I only had to run 3 miles, but when I got outside at 8am, I discovered it was already 80 degrees. This is the problem with living in the eastern part of this timezone. Because St. Joe is only 90 miles away, but it was 80 degrees at 9am. Which is still pretty terrible, but still. On top of that, I've been sick recently with some stupid summer cold or something. So in addition to the heat, I had a hoard of bacteria playing 'Bring in da' Noise, Bring in' da' Funk' on my immune system. After stumblings around and generally flailing, I finished the run, and I vowed to get up earlier on Wednesday to try to beat the heat.

Which brings us to today. I just finished my 5 mile run, and I did manage to get up half an hour earlier. I'd taken some DayQuil the night before, and I actually woke up feeling pretty good. My nose wasn't too stuffy, my throat wasn't sore, and I wasn't coughing too badly. So already this is the best morning in about 2 weeks. It was still super hot, but fortunately the sun was angled in such a way that half the street was in shade. There was even a small breeze. These two things made the run a lot easier. The brief moments spent in a non-shaded area were horrific. On my second leg of my journey (I do a there-and-back route), I ran past a bank that has one of those display things that show the time, date, temperature, etc. 91 degrees outside. I'm really happy I saw that on my way back because it meant I only had to run a little more before I take a shower in ice water. But on the whole, the run was pretty good. And who knows, maybe my pale-ass legs got some sun, but I'm not banking on it.