I’ve been getting mediocre, bland, cheap-American-beer sleep all week. I’ve been getting up late as a result, which means no time to exercise in the morning. So I’ll get in a brisk walk here and there, but nothing really solid. Which may explain my mediocre sleep.
Plus, it’s been hot. Well, duh; it’s late July. But today’s been hot and muggy in a way that D.C. natives love to complain about. Nothing’s quite like standing outside the Smithsonian in damp heat, the sun radiating off the marble and concrete, knee-deep in excited schoolkids. Ugh.