It was hot yesterday. Very hot. So why in the hell did I decide to go out and play some tennis? Not smart. I usually play tennis twice a week. Last week my buddy was gone, so I was itching to get out there. Not really thinking playing tennis in a heatwave is not the best move. I knew something was up when I pulled in and the park we play at was completely empty. Like not 1 person there. But we went out and had a great match. I did almost die. I got in my car after and saw that it was 102! Maybe I'll take the rest of the week off.