It was in the mid nineties all weekend, the sort of hot soupy air that feels like a giant is slowly exhaling on you. Just stepping outside causes a vague sense of nausea to wash over you and causes you to stop and steady yourself.
Saturday morning I was downtown at the same time the Chileda run/walk was happening – never have I seen that many people at once looking that incredibly miserable and unhappy, and claim to enjoy doing these things. All ages and sexes of strained, painful grimaces and haggard faces were steadily plodding past. You could almost smell the smug self-satisfaction that was driving these people to torture their bodies and destroy their joints.
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