Sopping wet after a early morning run

If you are seeking creative ideas, go out walking. Angels whisper to a man when he goes for a walk. ~Raymond Inmon

I went walking and running at five o'clock this morning.  I don't recall hearing any angels whispering to me.   The only voice I heard was my own.   It was saying, "You crazy darn fool.  It's too early, too hot and you're too old to be doing this running."

Despite the voice of discontent, I exercised for thirty minutes.  I ran and walked two miles through the main streets of Linn.   I ran several feet, then I walked several feet.   I did this over and over again until I made it safely back to my automobile.

I turned on the car and flipped up the air conditioning.  I was sopping wet.  You could have rung me out like a dish rag.