I was noticing how some of the Florida babes love to tan, especially before they return to the north, to show off their bronzed bodies to their northern living friends and family. I was thinking how much they look like beautifully, browned roasted turkeys, all crisp and leathery looking. To each their own. Tans are lovely on the young flesh, but not so on the old, I'm thinking.
By next week half of the people in Florida will be on the roads heading north. The neighborhood is going to feel like a ghost town for those left behind. Their summer heat has started early this year, too. The humidity is what gets you. Back from our morning runs, we look like we just got out of the shower, but we don't feel fresh like we did. The rest of the day we spend inside with the air on pretty much.
The trail was pretty crowded today, with all of those spidery looking recumbents traveling in clusters and taking up the trail. They are a happy lot, tho, enjoying their comradery with each other as they whip along. The rest of us just have to be on guard so we don't get run over. Guess you have all kinds of energy when you're riding along while lying down as you peddle. Been tempted to ask for a ride a time or two.
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