The title is an inside joke. There is a song from a few decades ago that I thought had those words as lyrics. Those are not the correct lyrics, but we are having a heatwave in these parts.
I rode the new Triangle Triathlon bike course with some teamies, most of us spraying sweat the whole way. Whew! After a rocking tri bike paceline ride, Alisha and I explored Harris Lake Park singletrack on our mountain bikes. Well, I explored and tried to keep up. Alisha knows those trails. For the record, that is my 2nd time on singletrack with the mountain bike. I think I did OK.
Initially, I had hoped to run the new run course after the ride, but I must have put a little too much cumulative stress on the right achilles so now it’s sore. It’s not messed up in any bad way, so a few days off of running should do the trick. I’ll probably be pounding the pavement again by Monday or Tuesday.
After some hot weather riding, I high-tailed it back home to see my two favorite boyz. Then Remy and I hung out by the pool. Like our pool?
Remy had been spending some time with Daddy Gary in the pool the last couple days, so he had developed a little confidence in this new environment. Then Gary went and added some water today. What a surprise Remy encountered when he dropped down to crawl to the other side to find water deeper than his arms were long! I was impressed by his swim crawl moves, but Remy wasn’t so sure about that and got a little clingy for a while after that incident. We all recovered though and resumed normal pool playing behavior.
Now we’re all inside enjoying the air conditioning.