One slightly Toasted Telescopemerc.

I rode my bike to work today. It was very warm in the morning, about 83 degrees. That's very warm for 7AM. Even so, it wasn't too bad.

At work, I contemplated wimping out because of the heat and taking the train home. Trouble is, the train is good for keeping me from getting tired, but no so good for the heat. I still have to ride to the station, and from the station to my house. These are tough, heavily traveled streets with a lot of hot cars making me miserable. So, no real benefit here.

So I rode.

Fuck it was hot. (99F)

When I reached Haddon Ave., I saw my brother coming the other way back from work. He usually has a fellow rider or two with him.

Not today. Too fucking hot.

He looked very surprised that I was riding.

Fuck it was hot. Thankfully, traffic was not heavy and people were OK driving around me, for a change.

I got a bit of racoon eyes from the sun and my shades. I baked in the hot sun crossing the bridge.

Fuck it was hot.