I had a great little run last night with my daughter riding along on her bike.  She’s only now at the stage where this works.  She fast enough, doesn’t need to stop and scratch her knee, and is fairly safe on the roads so I don’t spend the whole run stressing about her weaving or crashing.  We had fun.  It was a hot evening, so much so I could feel the heat of the pavement cooking  my feet.  It was just starting to really bother me when we turned into some shaded trails.  It felt good out there.  Summer running is so uncomplicated- just put on as little as is decently possible and go.  Our course did wobble occasionally in our attempts to go through as many sprinklers as we could.  I hurdled a hedge to get through one, only to have a disgruntled dog come darting off his porch to bark at me.  When we came home we took out our own hose to the shower spray, and aimed it up at the summer evening sky.  Standing beneath it we enjoyed a nice refreshing mist.  There is always the essence of childhood in adventures taken on a hot summer evening.  Just one more reason I run I guess.