The first heat of the season makes me lazy. I feel unmotivated. My body rails against the lack of crispness. It's sluggish and heavy... an effort to move. Temperate weather at last is a transition, and like all transitions, there's a bit of discomfort, even with all of the happiness of welcome change and bursting spring. I have to be patient as it takes a little time for my blood and limbs to catch up.
I allow my body to adjust to the changing temperature, and accept the discomfort of the process of adjustment.