In this heat, this humidity, only crazy people go running in the afternoon when surely you will sweat like a cow. And those crazy people include me. Reach the beach and enjoy the view whilst I almost puke of the effort. You are in Mexico, easy to know by the beach umbrellas, the green mountain and the homeless dog.
Si, verdaderamente se necesita ser una crazy girl para correr a mediodía con el calor de Manzanillo, es cierto que están a 50 grados?