I lived in Lincoln Nebraska for 7 years as a graduate student and one year of teaching. I didn’t run. Not once. I pulled out my mtn. bike a couple times, but only hit dirt once. We were back visiting friends and I decided to go run that dirt – along the Salt Creek in the Wilderness Park. It was about 4PM, in the 90s, and about 50-70% humidity. Oh my word. I haven’t sweat that profusely since my Rim2River2Rim at the Grand Canyon last October. Nevertheless, it was fun. The heat was oppresive and slowed me down, but it was fun to run in an environment from a past life – wondering what life would have been like if I had discovered running and trail-running back when I lived there.