Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Ugh...

After a freaky cool and dry spell for the first week or so of July, more typical Midwestern summer weather has arrived, with daily highs in the high eighties (and sometimes into the low nineties) and humidity like a sauna. I console myself with the fact that it only really lasts a couple weeks here instead of a couple months like back home.

I'm torn right now because we are already past the coolest part of the day, and it's plenty muggy out there already, but it's still not yet nine o'clock and therefore a little early for my bike ride. See, between nine AM, when everybody's gotten to work or school or whatever, and eleven AM, when the fat part of the lunch hour wave starts to crest, the side streets of Broad Ripple are fairly empty and you can even manage to cross Kessler Boulevard without much of a wait.

It's going to be like breathing through a wet towel whenever I go today, but the wet towel is getting hotter by the hour...

9 comments:

Paul said...

Yeah, riding in high humidity is the pits.

Jim said...

You could ride in Houston, but you'd have to chew the air before you breathe it.

Oh, and bring your up-armored bike. A tandem is preferable. You'll need a tailgunner to keep the cars from shunting you off the road.


Jim
Sunk New Dawn
Galveston, TX


Tam said...

Jim,

Last time I was in Houston was driving back from Terlingua, TX with Byron in July of...'04?

We'd just spent a week in the desert with nary a Waffle House in sight, and pulled into the parking lot of one at midnight. Seeing a Waffle House with the windows fogged from the A/C was like crossing an official dividing line from the West back to the South. :D

Buzz said...

I've been in the Smokies and Florida, both, during the oppressive heat and humidity of July and August.
I never realized it could be even worse until I ventured across the Pacific to somewhere southeast of China.
Ugh. I need to move to Montana, Wyoming, Idaho, Utah, or Colorado. I need someplace with more snow and less summer humidity.

Scott J said...

The humidity is the thing. I thought it silly when my club decided to forego concealment garments at the monthly IDPA match.
We weren't even forecast to break 90. I have a new vest I've not tried in a match yet.

By the end of the day I was glad the decision was made. We only hit 85 degrees but I could have sworn it was 95.

On the other hand I was on a business trip to Chico, CA a few years ago and the rental's thermometer registered 101 but it felt more comfortable than mid 80's did here last Saturday.

It has been an abnormally cool Summer here in central AL though. I don't think the high temp has crossed 90 more than a half dozen times.



Charles Pergiel said...

What doesn't kill you will only make you stronger. You have to suffer though to get any benefit. Told to me by some liar once upon time.

Old NFO said...

Trade ya, come on down to the DC area... High 90's heat index 105+ and humidity way the hell up... I've been in cooler saunas...

aczarnowski said...

We're getting the same thing here in Minneapolis. So of course the AC decides to burn out another wire last night. This time I put it back together instead of paying AC guy $200 to not clean the terminals or use anything to prevent them from corroding further. Hopefully the sparks stay in the wires for the week.

If it was just us it would suck and I would complain and we'd make it through. But I feel horrible leaving our golden retrievers in this while we go to the office.

NotClauswitz said...

Our new place at The Mountain Redoubt is routinely 10+ degrees or better than the BayAryan median, today a 74° vs. an 82°, this weekend an 84° vs a 104° - but it's a dry heat, little airplanes fly over like butterflies, and dark trails lead into the Sierras. Nothing worthwhile or good comes without some effort.