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Day 47: Melting!

I survived a very hot day yesterday!
Ok, I must confess: I am blogging about Day 47 on Day 48.

Did I mention it was hot yesterday? And HUMID! The forecast was 100 degrees F. I think it reached 98, with 45% humidity.

I was mad at myself yesterday morning. I woke up at 4:00 a.m. Opened the windows. Watered the plants. Then lay back down, intending to wake up at 6:00 a.m. to go running. 

I slept right through my alarm and woke up at 8:00 a.m. My mom had gotten to the house early to take me to breakfast.

I tried to shake off the grumpies. Told myself I needed a day of rest. But I didn't WANT a day of rest! I wanted my exercise!

So I decided I would run the stairs at the church where I teach on Saturdays. Most of students had cancelled due to the heat warning. I just had 3 students scheduled, one of which was my very dedicated mother - one of my best students!

I planned to do a lot of practicing. Then I had a rehearsal with the group I just joined - Portland Chamber Music (

Well, yesterday did not turn out like I had planned.  I did everything I could think of to air out the church in the morning - opened all the windows and doors, put a fan in the door, kept the lights off. But by about 1:00 p.m., the thermostat said 92 degrees. Sweat was pouring off of me like a waterfall as I practiced.

We ended up cancelling rehearsal. 

I didn't have the strength to do the stairs.

But the artistic director of PCM and her partner took me out for iced tea in the evening and shared their mission and vision.  The cafe we went to was nicely air conditioned. Their ideas were most inspiring.

I did stop and have my whopper junior with cheese for dinner at 5:00 p.m., but I am still fasting at 6:22 a.m. this morning.

Overall a good day.

And I suppose a woman does need a day of rest now and then.

But I am hitting the trail this morning for sure. And tomorrow is weight and measurements day!

Happy Belated Melting Saturday!


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