shoulda put tea bags in my water bottles

Holy crap but it's hot out there. 97 degrees and counting. Then when you add the way heat radiates back up from asphalt, it is hotter than a brass monkey's balls. (I know that's a winter expression, but imagine, if you will, leaving a brass monkey out in the sun for a few hours on a day like this. See?) I'm not sure riding my bike today was a good idea. You know what I'm glad I'm not doing? RAGBRAI. That would suck.

In the immortal words of Greg LeMond: "Dairy Queen. God, I dream about Dairy Queen."