I’ve given up on going outside much. The heat has remained constant except for a small window of milder temperature in the mornings. The forecast going forward is still entirely three digit temperatures (100 today, then 102,103,102,103…). The only salvation is late in the week when we get a veritable arctic blast that brings us down to the low 90s. Luckily, the cool air is also bringing the first chance of precipitation in what feels like years.

By the time that change in the weather rolls around we will have given up and sought refuge elsewhere. Since we met more than ten years ago, we’ve been saving up for years to go abroad. This week we’re flying to Germany with our son to tour the ‘Castle Road’ from Cologne down to Munich  – we did our best to make the trip as ‘touristy’ as possible for the benefit of the little guy. And I have never in my life been happier to hear that the a vacation will be cold and rainy.

What brings this latest whining about the weather though?

It’s mostly because I’ve been starving for exercise. Yesterday I had to run on a treadmill while my son was at karate and it was pretty yukky. I forgot my earphones, so I didn’t have anything to listen to or watch while I ran – I could barely even see into the karate studio from where the treadmill was located – so there was nothing for it but to concentrate on the run. That wasn’t something I really wanted to do given that I haven’t run a bit since getting my mountain bike and I could feel from the start just how out of shape I am.

I think this is the worst rambling post I’ve ever written. And that’s saying something, so I’ll cut this off right here and try to post my work on the mastermind puzzle and start my day in the real world.