Hottest Day of the Year. Not!

 

We three rode in The Hottest Day of the Year ride today. In a stroke of divine irony, the temperature was 20 degrees cooler than it had been at the peak heat a few days earlier. Thank goodness, as the ride was 15 miles long and in 100+ degree weather would have been a chore. As you can see, Elizabeth didn't make it the whole way. She passed out about halfway through, napped on the bike for 20 minutes, then came awake to find herself mid-span of the Broadway Bridge. She cried for only a moment before coming to her senses and getting back into the groove of fun.

The ride had two stops: the first one involved a huge Slip-n-Slide and PB&Js; the second, watermelon. We missed out on the watermelon due to our sleeping beauty.

Next week: Bridge Pedal!

Hottest Week Ever

Look closely at the dashboard. See the temperature reading? It's a bit exaggerated, as the car had been sitting in the sun on pavement for an hour or two. But we felt every degree of it.

And Pat is living in the basement, which is normally or refuge from the summer heat.

Ah, well. Elizabeth was stalwart. The heat didn't seem to bother her a bit. She and Barb had it worse than I did, as I, at least, got to spend 8+ hours per day in the air conditioned federal building.

After four or five days, the weather has returned to a reasonable low-90s.