Last week I did something silly. I wrote about San Diego’s perfect weather.
I should have kept my mouth shut because… I jinxed San Diego.
We’ve had a horrible heat wave since Thursday. On Saturday, Santee hit 107 degrees and to ice the cake, our central AC went out. I don’t know about you but when hot weather hits, I swell up like a hot dog on a BBQ. I’ve had to use a shoe horn just to get my jeans on for the last 5 days.
Chris threw a ‘surprise’ birthday party for me on Saturday. I say ‘surprise’ because it wasn’t really a surprise. I’m pretty good at figuring things out but frankly, I didn’t need to exercise a whole lot of brain cells when my friend Katie e-mailed me last Tuesday to say she was bringing a friend to my party.
‘I’m having a party?’ I responded.
‘Uhhhh.’ was her reply.
Doesn’t take a genius to add things up.
Of course, I’m not sure if 20 people hovered around an overworked wall AC unit counts as a party – because that’s what happened. But we figured the perfectly blended Mudslides and the never ending game of Quelf counted.
I bought a bicycle last night. With gas prices the way they are I figured I’d save money and bike more.
My work is 8.3 miles from my home and as daunting as that sounds to me, I think I can do it. I was thinking that I could do marathons, those bike race thingies, or Ironman whatever but then I discovered that the Tour de France is 2,100 miles.
I have a feeling Lance Armstrong isn’t going to be calling me to be his workout buddy anytime in the near future.
I don’t want him to call me anyway. He might make special requirements on my food intake. I’ll have him know that I go above and beyond in the fat, sodium, and sugar categories. Well, technically I go above and beyond the daily recommended value of fat, sugar, and sodium but I hardly find that necessary to mention.
They say you can never forget how to ride a bike.
It’s been 15 years since my last bike ride. After my bike test rides last night, ‘they’ need to stop saying that.
I need a new pair of shorts…
And a band aid… or maybe a band aid with giant patch of gauze… and Neosporin.