Summer

Dude, I can't believe it's here.  I don't know how it happened so quickly, but here we are 2/3 of the way through May.  The temperature, according to my car thermometer on the way home from work, was 92.  It was sunny and humid and all of the students in my class were too beat down by heatstroke that they couldn't even disrupt class in their normal ways.  I'm ready for school to be over, which is the surest sign of all that summer has finally arrived.  I don't know how it came so fast.  It feels like it was just winter last week, and I was brushing snow off my car's windshield and praying for a snowday.  Then came the first faint whispers of spring, with a 60 degree tease followed by icy showers and frosty yards.  And, suddenly, here comes summer at full blast.  I love those first few weeks, when all you want to do is sit outside and enjoy it.  You want to relax with a book and some lemonade and soak up the rays.  Sometimes it can be a little too much and we pine for the winter days again, but those early summer days when the warmth bursts onto the scene can never be equaled.  And while it makes running a big problem, I don't even think I mind that much.  I'm just happy to be outside without a shirt.