Day 151

So im back into the swing of things, the sweaty sweaty swing of things, and was up and out by 8, trying to beat the heat. It was impossible though, and clammy is the word i would use to describe the conditions out there on the mean streets of east london. I was redder than the image that word conjours though i feel, more of a boied clam (or a boiled anything for that matter) I have decided that in these conditions, for the good of society, and to save myself from death by sweat reated dehydration, im going to restrict myself back to 4 milers, at least until my exams are over, then i'll have run out of excuses so may just have to deal with the weather (apologies in advance to those who may have to view this)