Summer’s heat and humidity have made an encore performance and will linger over the next four days. I lost track of whether it rained or not last night, and, since it was sooooo muggy, I thought Council Point Park might be buggy, so I opted to trek down to the river instead of the Park to get today’s walk done.
My boss has been on vacation this week in the Upper Peninsula, so I was able to get some long-ignored cleaning done in the house, tackled and tamed the weeds, plus laid in some provisions for the Winter, the latter of which was probably my most-favorite chore of the trio.
When I headed out, the streets were bare, so I suspect alot of people headed up North early to enjoy the water in the warmer weather. Even the songbirds were silent as I wended my way down to Wyandotte to the marina and back. I missed the train by a hair, so there was no need to stop at the railroad crossing and lose momentum.
While walking, I was thinking that there never seems to be enough perfect weather days (in my opinion anyway), and, our sometimes-fractious Michigan weather makes us either sweat or freeze – thus, there is no happy medium. If you’re not a Winter sports enthusiast, you may spend most of the cold-weather months hunkered down in the house, hibernating like a bear. If you don’t enjoy being on or around the water during the Summertime, you’re basically relegated to parking yourself near a fan, or enjoying the A/C. I don’t like the extreme weather at all, and I’m not looking forward to this batch of 90-degree days.
It seems impossible that August will be half over tomorrow, and, even more incredible that pre-season football is here already. Currently, the Detroit fair-weather sports fans are all agog over their Lions, but their Tigers not so much – perhaps the players, like this bear, should go into hibernation the rest of the 2015 season. (Of course, tying these critters together in a sentence could only make me have an earworm for that famous line out of “The Wizard of Oz” … lions and tigers and bears … oh my!)
I got home, and checked the pedometer – five miles today. I’ve now walked 353 miles to date this year and hope to stay on target to get to 400 by Labor Day. The docs tell you to stay hydrated in this heat and humidity, but I didn’t take along a water bottle, so I headed to the fridge, just as soon as I got home, my tongue hanging out for a tall glass of cold strawberry milk. I grabbed the half-gallon out of the fridge to pour some into a glass. As I watched in horror, big globs came out of the container and plopped into my glass. It looked more like strawberry yogurt – blech! I had a big glass yesterday and the date wasn’t expired – well, I’m not expired either, so all that mischief happened after I had a big swig yesterday. Hydrate, hydrate, hydrate … well, it was just plain old H20 today.