I couldn't run this morning due to all sorts of commitments and despite having the day off by the time I got home it was way too hot to run. Last year I couldn't run in anything over 20 degrees C. But you've got to run on a running day haven't you? So I decided to wait till the evening and go out at about 8 o'clock for a little toddle round. By 8 pm the temperature had dropped to just under 25 degrees, so armed with a water bottle and a little dubious I headed out.
Well, it turns out I can now run in those temperatures, which is new. My little toddle was 7.5 k (when did that happen?) and I'm not very good at drinking on the hoof. I also got a stitch, which was a new experience. It wasn't debilitating but probably means leaving even more time between my evening meal and my run. I'm also far too energized and my body thinks it's time to head off to work, when I should be preparing for bed!
But it gives me more options and I'm glad I went!