I was very hot by the end of it though, and for the last few kilometres I knew exactly what I wanted to have when I finished: a Popsicle®!
I can't remember the last time I had one, a few years at least, I guess.
Luckily, there is a semi-convenience store at the end of my street. I looked in the deep freeze and there it was, exactly what I wanted: a Creamsicle®! (Do you remember 'Buried Treasure'? Oh, how I LOVED those!) Anyway, this Creamsicle cost a lot more than the last one I had, but the most shocking thing was unwrapping it to find a fake, NEON-orange monstrosity staring at me! I remember a cool, mellow, creamy-tangerine delight of frozen goodness. It didn't sway me enough from eating it though... I devoured it whole-heartedly and it did the trick of cooling me down. Although it didn't quite fulfill the nostalgic memory of a favourite childhood treat, it was still pretty, damn good.
Today, a 5-minute rendering of the (regular) orange Popsicle from childhood memory.
I painted this with these paints I've had since (gasp!) art school. I don't know what their shelf life is, but they still seem to do the trick!