Seeking S'more Motivation

Ugh. It's excruciatingly hot. At no point during the day is it advisable to run outside. I have contemplated going to the gym, but I vary my speed so much, and get so woozy, I'm certain I would hurt myself if I tried to run on a treadmill. There's the track, and that's where I would run if I were so motivated. Instead, I bought supplies for s'mores, and ate them until utter sickness. Now that I officially know s'mores eating is not my future profession, it's back to yoga. Today I mustered the strength for the Seated Twist. Whoopee.