Margot spent the night and gave me a Father’s Day card in the morning. As soon as her mother picked her up, I was out the door for my Saturday 20 mile ritual. But I didn’t have to worry about the heat. The entire run was in the 70s. It’s been in the 90s all week and this felt like heaven. I ran a 9:30 pace, really most of it under that, the cool air was so nice. Makes a difference.

It’ll be in the 90s pretty much every day between now and race day – August 15th. I’ll be in Eur...