80 and climbing

I decided to go for a walk this morning around 7:30. It was already about 80 degrees. Hot. Have I mentioned that I hate hot? I was walking down the hill and realized that I could just turn around and walk back up when I reached the bottom but I would be in that blazing hot sun and probably get somewhat toasted. Second option -- the loop. I could get to the bottom of the hill and then turn west and walk along the horse trail that is nicely covered with trees, then head north on the other side of the housing track and walk along the shady path. This option is also much longer. So I went with the shade. I am happy to report that I survived -- only because I had Queen on the ipod cheering me on. (by the way fat bottom girls do make the rocking world go round). When I got home the pool look enticing, cool, refresing, relaxing. But ahh no - I mopped the kitchen floor instead.
Looks cool.
I could take a dip later but by then it will be 99 degrees. Too hot.