I woke up at 5.30 but was not happy about it, I felt the lack of sleep right away. I did meditate and write morning pages but isn’t manage to work on the novel. On the other hand I did open all the windows and made breakfast early. Next up I need to remember to open the basement windows in the morning as well because by the time my husband gets up it’s already getting too warm outside.
I also had totally forgotten how the heat always saps my energy. The kitchen only had 25 °C but still. I stopped knitting after half an hour because the yarn was starting to stick to my fingers. I did the breakfast dishes and got ready to run right away. Running through the woods was fine but on the fields it was already a little too hot for my taste:
My heart rate soared up to 190 beats per minute at a point, that was when I decided to walk until it was down again.
I came back home, took a shower and wanted to write a few words but again, no chance. A few minutes later the boy came home unexpectedly early. We had Brazilian food for lunch:
I did the dishes, read some more of the current novel, watched a few videos about writing, did a singing warm-up and some scales on the piano and taught my students (the studio, by the way, was at 29°C, not the best temperature for focusing on making music). After that it was still really, really hot. I started writing this post, found a cool and shady room in the house and read for a bit, read some more and went to bed. On time for a change.
Today I will take the bike trailer to the big supermarket and buy all the food. I also want to try my new microphone out and there will be teaching. It is supposed to be a tad cooler today, so there’s hope.