Here I am, totally jinxing myself, but I just had such a good run. Full sun, 89 degrees, and August humidity, but it was the first time in a month or two that I've run like I know I can, where it feels good and powerful and strong. It's been so long since I thought "okay, a little faster" and felt my body respond to it like it knew what it was doing, not this little sad hobbling hopskiplimp step I've been doing with this energy. Ahhh! I don't know. I'm happy!