View From the Bushes

Well, as usual, the part which hurts most after the first bicycle ride of the season is my butt, though I can feel it in my legs as well. When it came time to ride home last night the temperature was 102, but I noticed that there was a big cloud in the sky obscuring the sun, so I quickly changed and hopped on my bike, hoping to take advantage of the shade for as long as possible. It lasted until I was off the hills and onto the flat, which was exactly the point where I would have really liked it, but I think it did keep me cooler than I would have otherwise been. After getting home, I hopped into the shower and immediately went to an outdoor BBQ where I was placed in charge of the steaks -- not the best way to cool down, so yesterday evening ended up being a heat-induced nightmare.

Okay maybe it wasn't that bad, but I really do hate being hot. I need to decide when to ride again. It's not supposed to be quite so hot today, but there was no way I was going to do it two days in a row; I need time for the nerves in my rear to all die. Tomorrow is suppossed to be even hotter than yesterday, so I guess I could do it then, though even tomorrow is still probably too close to yesterday for me to have fully recovered. I was thinking of biking again on Saturday, but that's when Harry Potter Book 6 comes out and I have to confess that I have an embarrassing level of excitement for that book.

Actually, there's kind of a story there: we had initially ordered HP6 from Amazon with the assurance that we would have it on the 16th. Well just recently I started getting worried about when exactly on the 16th it would arrive, particularly since the bulk of the afternoon would be taken up by a family party. So I thought I'd just go to some midnight sale and pick it up and cancel the Amazon order, but by the time I had that idea it was too late to cancel the order. I still wanted to buy a copy at midnight, but there was the problem of what to do with the extra copy. But yesterday I managed to talk a co-worker into purchasing one of the copies, so guess where I'll be Friday at midnight?

Man my butt is sore
Ross