The high was 29C today, and even though I finished my run before it reached that high, it was still painful. Right now I'm working on marathon distances for my Sunday runs, and today's was 39km. After it was over I had to crawl into bed for an hour before my stomach settled enough for me to have lunch, similar to last year when I first started doing long runs in July and August. I can definitely say that I'm glad to live in a city that rarely sees temperatures like this. Or maybe it's the opposite: if I lived somewhere warmer, I might have a chance to adapt.