I actually really enjoy heat waves. I like the heat, but I also really enjoy listening to other people complain about the weather and then doing more things outside in that weather than they do when it's cooler out.
I don't know when I started to enjoy doing this because I remember my grandma telling me to get up off the couch when it was brutally hot at her house in Essex, Conn. I remember just praying I could be inside and watch ESPN because at the time I didn't have cable and she did. As a matter of fact my parents didn't get cable until the 7th grade so I never watched cartoons or kids shows growing up. I remember being absolutely shocked to see the Home Shopping network and Channel 14 one day before school.
Anyway, I give my grandma credit for making me like the heat because she does not believe in air conditioning. She made sure her car did not come with it. Maybe that's why she hasn't gotten a new car since 1991. Her house also does not have it. All she has are fans. In the heat she enjoyed gardening and yard work and being outside, so as a consequence when I was at grandma's I ended up being outside, and while I hated being outside then, I have come to love it now.
I remember one day five years ago or so, the heat index was 110. I was practically yelling at the sky and sun to make it hotter. I decided to go on a 30 mile bike ride that day, in that extreme heat just to say I did. I was smart and had a lot to drink and also hosed myself with water beforehand, but I did it.
I don't know what the temperature was yesterday, but it was hot and humid. I decided to bike 34.55 miles (during the heat of the day), jog four miles, kayak, attempt to wakeboard, mow the lawn and move mulch for my mom yesterday in the heat.
I was proud of myself, because I did so much and did an amount of activity that most people would consider insane for a cooler day, let alone during a heat wave. I know grandma was proud that I got off the couch yesterday.
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