Along those lines, fish, I just cancelled the bike portion of the date. Still going to dinner and a movie, but it's 90 degrees, windy as ... well, Chicago, and looks like it's going to rain. My heart was pounding just getting the groceries in the car. It took me over an hour to cool down from the run. Let's not be stupid here...or any stupider than I usually am! So I called up the guy and said, "uh, let's not ride bikes today". Bless him, he was out putting the rack on his car, but readily agreed.

Y'all be careful with the heat.

SK, I'd love to hear the entire "First Date With Bubba" story. You were going sailboarding on your first date and the car broke down? You spent 13 hr trying to get to wherever? Tell!