
I rode the bike in to work fairly early today to beat the heat, got some stuff done at the office, and then met with one of our incoming athletes and his parents. They wanted to see the boathouse, so I gave them directions and jumped on the bike to ride down to meet them. By the time I got to Oaks fifteen minutes later my shirt was practically soaked through-- and this was from riding downhill.
It's hot. When it comes down to it I'm a northwest kid-- I function best between 50 and 70.