I'm back from a week's vacation at Walt Disney World in Orlando where I had every intention of getting up early and running in the nice, warm weather every day.

Problem is, I miscalculated the "warm" part -- it's not warm in Central Florida in September, it's hot as hell. And, frankly, I'm not big on running in the sun. It slows me down, makes me miserable and makes me sweat buckets. Some people like that -- my husband will go out for a run at noon in August. Not me. In the summer, you will not often finding me running in the light of day.

But, I'm a die-hard runner (yes, even on vacation) and heat or no heat, I was going to run in Orlando. And, I did...for three mornings. And then I decided that walking around the theme parks all day was workout enough and left the hot concrete sidewalk to the lizards and snakes who like baking in the sun.