"Eating rice cakes is like chewing on a foam coffee cup, only less filling." - Dave Barry

The good news: the weather forecasters got it wrong. We only hit 91 today instead of the predicted 94. They're calling for 93 tomorrow before a drop to 80 on Friday and 78 on Saturday, the day of the race.
I'm not sure what to expect re. my performance. The most obvious problem is that I'm moving to the top of my age division while young bucks with their faster legs are entering. And I've got a minor injury to my right knee. It overstates it to call the pain an injury; it's more like an exercise related stress on one of the tendons. Son Josh gave me some things to do to promote healing and I've been reasonably diligent about doing them, with good results.
If nothing else I'll have a ready excuse if I come in dead last in the 65-69 age group.

When they cut down the trees two years ago and left me with lots of logs with no commercial value (too small, wrong species, too beetle infested) I cut them into rounds, split them, and stacked them along the sides of the goat pen.

I've spent the last week or so spending time each morning moving wood from those rows into the woodshed so it's readily accessible for use this winter. That relocation needed to be done before temps rise and the wasps that have built nests in those rows of wood get active.
I finally finished this morning. Each bay is 6'x6'x6' giving us a total of 1.7 cords of wood just beyond the front end of MoHo, ready for the stove when winter comes.
The past two winters we've gone through one bay and half of the other. They told me I'd get 50% more efficiency out of our new wood stove so I'm curious to see how things stand next spring. I'm hoping we'll use only one bay, which will significantly delay the time when I have to go into the woods and cut down trees on my own.
We still have about 3 cords of wood left from that tree work we had to have done, so I'm a couple of years out.

What does it say that Facebook pushed an ad onto my feed for an electric wheelchair?

Tonight w watched the recorded final episode of the third season of The Tunnel. It was also the final season, which we knew while watching it but when they . killed off one of the two lead characters, well, that pretty much sealed it.
It's definitely different but we sure got hooked. If it shows up on your local PBS lineup you should give it a try.

Tomorrow's the last day of the current heat wave. The next one doesn't show up until the middle of next week.
I'm going to give Sally some attention. You reach a certain age and things begin to ... sag.
Gravity; it's the law.
In Sally's case the sagging has made the driver's seat soft and I sit down in the seat lower than I should.
When I had the Falcon with the same problem I learned a poor man's way to fix it. It worked! So this afternoon on my way home from the gym I stopped into Ace Hardware and got some polypropylene rope.
Pics in tomorrow's blog.
Hey, you never know when something old might begin to sag and you'll need to know this trick.