panic

It's getting real

I went to Mexico as I do every year in early July. Had a great swim in Sayulita as my brother SUP'd nearby (I just don't like ocean swims when I'm alone) - we went past Playa de los Muertos, out to the point. Along the way someone came and nipped at the bottom of my foot, just to see what that big, slow white thing was. Not a bad swim, though it was hard to work with water as warm as it was. (I told Robert and Alexandra that NOTHING was cool down there - the furniture, the air, the pillow, the air from the fan, the water from the bubbler, the ocean... nothing. was. cool.)

It's full on summer time

It's a gorgeous Tuesday morning, a cool 70-ish degrees in the shade and a clear blue sky. High today is supposed to be in the 90's; I have a reasonably long ride (3 1/2 hours) scheduled and I'm going out as soon as I get videos from Ironman Cairns in production.

Meanwhile the nice cool part of the day is slipping by...

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