Silly Charlestonians. We think that temperatures in the low 80s feel like fall. But when we've been dealing with crushing humidity and record highs for the past few months, it's a wonderfully refreshing relief to be able to go outside without breaking into a sweat.
My bike and I are getting reacquainted now that I can ride her without hyperventilating. Yesterday I rode her to work, to happy hour, and down to the river to watch an incredible sunset. Today she's escorting me to a bloody mary mix launch party, a bike fashion show, and an event at Cynthia Rowley. It's going to be a good fall.