Having it be just about 45 deg in the morning and get up to 50 deg by the time I was done with my workout made me very happy. Trudging around in the beating sun is just not enjoyable. If I was training for crossing the Sahara, I would wear a trash bag the whole time just to burn myself up.
Granted, by the time I got home from the ride, my feet were quite cold. I’m going to have to get a pair of riding booties to keep this up into September. Assuming, that is, if it does not start snowing. Then in that case, I will have to revert to towing and perhaps running only.