Ugh, I hate summer. I live by the beach and enjoy my year-round ocean breeze, but when the heat hits I get crazy. Today was the first day this year that I really started to feel it – it’s too early!! I am so not ready for it. I packed up my kiddos in my beautiful Bob Revolution Duallie and hit the pavement for our morning ritual, Starbucks on the way to the park, half hour to play, and then back home for lunch. This morning we got a little bit of a late start, out the door at 10:30am. In the 15 minutes it took to get from my door to Stabucks, the temp went from 77 to 91 degrees – at 11am! And this is literally one block from the ocean. Much to the kicking and screaming dismay of my 3 year old, I could not go one step farther in the heat once I felt the cool air conditioning at Bux, so my Frapp and I decided to skip the park and head back home. Really, it was way too hot for my 3 month old anyways, even in her shady little cozy seat. So home we went, and it all went downhill from there. And the worst part, I didn’t even get CLOSE to justifying the Frapp by walking it off, although as hot as it was I probably melted a few pounds by the sun’s work alone.
I hate this time of year with a passion, when the only time of day I can stand being at the park is the same time of day I’d much rather be sleeping!
