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Posted on Jun 22, 2012 in Dear Diary | 28 comments

Summertime

So in case you haven’t been subjected to my barrage of tweets regarding the weather situation in DC for the past few days (count yourself lucky), let me apprise you of the situation: it’s been a little dire.


And those really don’t even touch on the humidity. It’s been at anywhere between 50% and 70% humidity over the past week, and that hasn’t been pleasant. This weather, combined with the worst commute in all of history (because driving 9 miles should totally take an hour and a half) almost culminated in me fainting in my car on the way to work on Wednesday. Forrealz. Now, before you Texans and Arizonians and Floridians other warm-weather-dwellers get all up in arms about us Mid-Atlantians being whiner babies about a little bit of 100-degree weather, let me just say that this is not exactly the norm for us. DC is usually still a relatively temperate place in June. Sure, we get doused with the 98-degree (I dooooo cherish yoooou) weather come August, but we usually get a couple of months of nice, sunny, hot-but-not-so-hot-that-you-black-out weather before then.

I mean, for crying out loud, I was in the freakin’ Caribbean less than a month ago and it wasn’t this hot. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not one of the people who claims to hate summer with a burning (heh) passion. Sure, it’s not my favorite season (i’m an Autumn girl at heart), but it definitely has its benefits.

Summertime

There’s sunshine, all manner of festivals and events, and hopefully more than a few days spent hanging out by the pool or at the beach. Supposedly, there’s also less traffic in the summer though, due to this week’s near-miss with heat exhaustion, I remain skeptical. It’s just that, as you guys are probably all too aware at this point, I don’t handle heat particularly gracefully.

See, I’m the gal with the tomato-red face and bulging eyes. I’m the one sweating bullets from every pore and my makeup running down my face. I get hot really easily and it takes me a long time to cool down (seriously, Ben actually makes fun of me all the time because I get sweaty so easily, haha). Adding to my overall classiness is the red marks on the back of my legs from having to peel my thighs off the leather seats of my un-air-conditioned car. I had kinda hoped that when I lost a little weight, my proclivity for overheating might have been subdued slightly, but as that hasn’t really happened, I’ll just have to come to terms with the fact that it’s just a part of who I am. And who I am is apparently a super classy lady. Hahahahaha.

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60 pound difference, same red face.

One of my goals for the near future is get a new car but, unfortunately, there are a couple of factors that are preventing me from doing so just yet. Luckily, my wonderful, generous parents took pity on me after I had a breakdown about the heat wave, and offered to switch cars with me for a couple of days. This morning I rolled into the parking garage in my mom’s sweet Chevy Equinox (it still has that new car smell!), with the air conditioning on and the satellite radio blasting. Unfortunately, I think I could get used to this.

Alas, since I won’t be able to count on taking advantage of my parents forever, I do think I need to start being proactive about protecting myself against the summer heat. I had to revisit my post on hydration tips to remind myself of some ways to keep dehydration at bay, and am going to have to do some serious wardrobe shopping to make sure all my lightest, airiest (and yet still somehow work appropriate, I hope?) clothes are at arm’s length.

One bright side of this blistering summer heat? It definitely puts a damper on my appetite. Suddenly, the thought of ingesting anything too heavy, rich, or HOT is fairly repulsive. I actually WANT to eat nothing but salad and fruit! Go figure.

What are your most and least favorite things about summertime?

28 Comments

  1. I hope my parents help me out forever, I can’t survive without them!

  2. nooooooo I’ve been praying that when I lose weight I’ll FINALLY stop sweating less. I’m going to hope and wish and pray it may still happen. I’m the sweatiest person alive. I can look at the sun shinning outside and start sweating. On a different note, we’re looking to buy a Chevy Equinox! We drove cross-country last year and had to rent a car for it and that’s the one we rented. I LOVED it.

    • Jessica, I had the same hopes and dreams. I lost a lot of weight and I can still just think about sweat and I start sweating! I did find solace when my friend who is a petite and speedy marathoner sweats as much as I do! I just like to tell myself that since I am fit, my body is working overtime to keep this machine in shape! 🙂

  3. Everybody walking between Metro Center and Chinatown this morning got a really nice view of my back sweat. It’s my fault, really, because I made the mistake of wearing clothing that has sleeves. And also of wearing clothing.

  4. dude, i feel your pain. our AC broke on Wednesday, yes, that is two nights with no AC, it was 90 degrees in my house last night. luckily, the lebanese in me is used to this, in lebanon we don’t take things for granted, like electricity. 😉

    • Haha! I do know what you mean. My parents’ power went out yesterday due to the heat, and it reminded me of all the times our power would go out in Taiwan. Like, seriously, ALL the time. So on the one hand it’s like, I should be used to it, but on the other, it’s like, but I don’t live in Taiwan anymore!

  5. My least favorite things about summer besides the heat are the stinging and biting insects..i.e mosquitos, ticks, deer and horse flys and of course the noseeums. I could deal with the heat if I didn’t have to deal with those pests.

    • Oh gosh, I agree! I am a MAGNATE for mosquito bites, too, so it’s extra bad. I also am super paranoid about ticks on the pups, so I’m sure I give them more Frontline than they really need…

      • You meant “magnet” right gretch? Lol!!

        • Hahaha, no I meant I was a mosquito magnate, of course. I rule the mosquitos! Lololol

  6. up here in NY, I love everything about the summer other than the fact that it’s too short.

    when i’m in Texas, I hate the gross bugs and the fact that there’s no fluctuation in temperature. it starts off in the low 90’s and slowly creeps up every day until September.

    In NY it can be 90 one day and 60 the next.

    • Yeah, I’ve heard that Texas summers are particularly rough. My sister is moving to Houston this weekend and I keep giving her a hard time about it, haha. Sucker… 😉

      • Eep nervous! The weather the past couple days has been horrendous!

  7. Other than the extreme heat and humidity, I dislike the biting and stinging bugs that summer brings. My AC died in my vehicle last summer and this summer I am feeling it. Inspires me to wake up earlier for road trips 😉

  8. Ugh! It’s been horrible. I’m up here in Annapolis and it’s been about the same temp as where you are. Even the house AC can’t keep up. Been such a crazayyyyy year, weatherwise.

  9. Oh I feel your pain. I am an incredibly sweaty person, descended from a long line of equally sweaty ancestors on both sides of the family. Add in the fact that I’m pasty pale (as in, I can get sunburnt in the 30 seconds it takes to walk across the courtyard at work) and you can see why, like you, I can’t stand this weather! I’d also like to add that yes, it may be hotter in Texas or Arizona or Florida, but people who live there can drive everywhere so I feel less sorry for them, haha. I don’t own a car so I walk/metro/bus everywhere. At least the bus drivers usually crank the AC. And even when I was at my thinnest, in high school, I was still a sweaty Betty.

  10. You are not alone in the sweat dept. Every morning this past week my face looks like I’ve been misted with water by the time I reach the bus stop. Now I’m constantly carrying hoarded Chipotle napkins to combat this look.

  11. Our humidity was actually 90+% today. We had temperatures in the 90’s, but not quite the heat of the 100’s yet. That’s for July. I’m not being a Floridian and calling you whiney. I’m commiserating. I should totally not have to drink 1.5 liters of water by LUNCHTIME just to stay hydrated.

  12. And again I am sooooo glad I live in Germany. It’s a lot cooler over here. I think the hottest day this year was 85°F and it is very very rare that it get’s as high as 100.

  13. Don’t worry, you are not alone when it comes to being red-faced and super-sweaty. I’m on the slight side and I’ve always had the red-faced look in the heat, so much so that my gym teachers tended to worry about me in elementary school. Then again, living in Texas really doesn’t help that…we had our first 100 degree day today (it’s a blessing that it’s taken so long to hit triple digits).

  14. You must not have lived in DC for long… I remember beating the record of over 90 degree days in 2010 in June. Then again in July. 2009 had been just as hot and humid too… If you lived in DC for a while, then maybe last summer (I was already gone) was mild enough to make people forget… Heck, our pool even opened 2 weeks earlier in 2010 bc of it! And that was May!

  15. Hey Gretchen love your blog have been following it for awhile now, along with beths journey to be thin. What happened to her do you know? I only ask because I recall you and her in some photos together if Im not mistaken.

    • Hi Robin! Yeah, I do know Beth! I know she got a new job recently, so that’s probably keeping her pretty busy as she’s been adjusting to that. I’m sure she’ll be back soon! 🙂

  16. 1) I HATE THIS HEAT TOO. It’s evil.
    2) You are my hero for the sneaky 98 Degrees reference. Boy bands foreva!

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