I ran sixteen miles with the Premier Sports Marathoner in Training (MIT) group last Saturday, and it was hot. I'll run seventeen miles this Saturday, and it will be hotter. Also, I read an article about a former editor of Wired magazine who collapsed and died at mile twenty-four of the San Francisco Marathon last weekend. Apparently, he was a very experienced runner in great shape who was running almost exactly my marathon pace.

On a brigher note, I ordered the novel The Futurist by James P. Othmer online. It should be a good one.