Patience; the new endurance sport.

I ran up the inlet and down toward Myrtle Beach from Cherry Grove.  It is so humid that my clothing is literally stuck to me by the end of the run.  As if I'd stepped under the hose and that clingly 'performance' material, once wet, leaves little to the imagination.  Oh those lucky, lucky early morning beachcombers.  I met a young high school girl doing Yasso's in 5-fingers.  She was working really tough out on the hard sand.  Good girl getting her work outs done on vacay.

Did a little run around the inlet.  It's so pretty there, but I didn't get started soon enough (slept in after partying all night).  By 7:00 a.m. it is hotter than blazes.  The humidity and heat combined literally feels like a sauna when you step oustide the beach house. 

Went 5 on my own down Ocean Drive and then 2 on the sand with my sis.  I was surprized to see my averages on the sand are still in the 9:30's.

Last run on the beach.  I ran half on and half on the street.  I will surely miss running at sea level.