Triple H's

Hazy, Hot, and Humid. When the weather forecast calls for these conditions, I know I'm in for a miserable day, no matter what I have planned. I despise the heat. With a passion. Add 100% humidity to it, and grey, overcast skies....well, that's just a recipe for fleeing Oh-hia-ia, if you ask me, and running north. Far north. To someplace where a 'warm' day is about 68 degrees Fahrenheit.

It isn't just one factor, though, all three need to come together for maximum miserableness. Hot, OK, I can deal with 90 degree temperatures. Humid, meh, I don't like humidity, but on its own at 50 degrees, I can deal. Hazy, as long as I can still breathe, that's OK. But the triumvirate of the three....ugh.

If you have air conditioning, you walk outside into the heat, and your clothes are instantly soaked. The air is thick, and trying to breathe it in with my asthma is difficult. My allergies are out of control, the sneezing, watery and itchy eyes, runny nose. If you don't have air, then the only way to escape the misery is to a) head someplace where there IS air, like a mall or b) seek water, be it a pool, lake, river, whatever, someplace where you can soak in the cool water to help cool your body temperature.

At our old apartment, which did not have air, I remember trying to sleep in weather like this. It was misery. We had a ceiling fan, but it didn't help much. You'd start to sweat the moment you stepped out of the shower, and it just didn't stop all day. Most people huddle into their homes in the winter, trying to keep warm under blankets and turning the heat up, wishing for warmer weather. Me, I'm dreaming of crisp fall days, and the first snowfall.