I'm a pussy

It was near 100 degrees here in the Metro NY area the last couple of days, and we've been over 85 for longer. Its also insanely humid, like Houston humid. I walked out on my parents' porch last night, and with the addition of the chlorine smell from the hot tub my dad had openned to put, well, chlorine in, it literally felt like an indoor sauna. With a breeze.

Especially since I spent about 5 years in eastern Texas, I realize that I'm whining. For 75% of the summer the highs here are in the 80s (pretty much always humid though). I have AC in my bedroom and living room and car (sadly, the two rows around my cube at work have very lacking ac compared to the rest of the building, but its not like outside).

When I was at A&M, we played rugby in September, when its sometimes hotter than August. I remember one year it was over 105 for a week. The AC in my 40+ year old dorm broke. People were sleeping in the quad. (They renovated the following summer.) There was even 7s in July, and a 102 degree ocean breeze just doesn't do much. But this is my third summer back north. 75+ is considered uncomfortably hot for rugby here. I now think 80 is a bit too hot to go running and much prefer to sit in the AC. I'm such a pussy.