Sporting young ladies.
The heat index is 110°, ruling out anything more than armchair jockism. The windows were steamed on the outside this morning, the after effect of tons and tons of rain. Yuck.
And my old refrigerator decided to sure after farmers marketing.
Thankfully I was able to get my long run in before it got too gross, though this is supposed to last. I will get my chance to prove my own mettle. Until then, vicarious soccer goodness.
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