Sunset at Heritage park

Not a bad place to spend a beautiful evening with the dogs!

Metaphorically Speaking...

   I snapped this photo as I drove home, just as Florence & The Machine's "Shake It Out" ("It's always darkest before the dawn") started. I wasn't familiar with the song, but found it haunting—and inspiring—and turned up the volume.
   There was a dark, heavy storm cloud directly above me, practically pressing down on me with an incredible weight, and extending far in front of me, with just the tiniest sliver of daylight on the horizon. But I could see that the light was beautiful, and burned so brightly...
   A cloud of large, dark birds emerged from the trees next to the highway, swirled above me in a chaotic mass, then broke and flew together toward the brighter sky, just as the song hit its crescendo. It all felt like a perfect metaphor for my life at this moment... I need to keep focused on the road ahead and get my head out from under this cloud.
   True story. Seriously, I couldn't make this stuff up. I just observe.

One Hundred Thirteen

   This is the actual outdoor temperature in the OP. And the gym was equally hot for tonight's yoga: the AC is broken. No escape! Since I was sweaty anyway, I started my training for Race for the Cure (which is in just 12 days) and took a quick 2 mile run with the dogs after dark. They didn't like it, but I felt remarkably good!

Really, Mother Nature?

Dear Mother Nature,
   I don't know what you did to piss off the Heat Miser, but pretty sure it isn't supposed to be 118 degrees anywhere, ever. (Okay, maybe in Death Valley, or Hades, but not Overland Park.) Going to stay in the swimming pool 'til winter returns. Call me.
   xoxo
   Jen