I live in Florida, so you’ve already figured this out. It’s hot here. And it’s oppressively humid. It’s boil-the-brain-cells-then-squash-them-flat-them-flat kind of weather. I was carrying a 16-ounce handheld bottle of ice and water on my runs, and figured out that after a four-mile run, that’s nowhere near enough of either. So I broke down, didContinue reading “Had To Have It; The Hydration Vest Arrived”