Repellent

Hazy, hot, humid, with Air Quality Alert.  Just what we need with Younger Son's "upper respiratory infection" infecting the house.  Or two occupants of it, anyway.  Yes, Wife has come down with the dread plague as well.  Or as ill.

No bike ride today.  That's another 15 miles lost from the tally.  Plus, forecasts of nasty weather for the weekend.  I fall further and further behind the Platonic Ideal of biking.

I'll just be over there, cowering in the shadows near the air conditioner.