Hey, gang. Enjoying the weather? Apparently, yesterday was the first CODE RED day in Washington since 2004. Code Red is the term used when the heat index is between 105 and 130 degrees. Here's a handy table.
I admit the weather has been rough. It's especially rough for me since I don't own any shorts and I insist on wearing long sleeve shirts. It should be noted that I did take the drastic measure of retiring my sweater vests until September.
I am not going to complain about the weather though. Complaining about the weather is super-lame. In fact, with the heat on everyone's mind, I just wanted to take a little time to tell everyone that it could be a whole lot worse.
Let me take you back to 1997. I spent 10 days at Fort A.P. Hill in Bowling Green, VA for the National Boy Scout Jamboree. (For those who don't feel like clicking on the links, Bowling Green is between Richmond and Washington in Caroline County.) The Cape Cod Boy Scouts all hopped on a bus and drove to Virginia. The weather was unbearable when we arrived. You think Code Red is bad? Try a CODE BLACK.
Code Black is when the heat index is over 130 degrees. According to the little heat index table, that's 105 degrees Fahrenheit with 80% humidity. And that's the low end of Code Black.
It was the first day of the Jamboree, so we had to hike a mile to our camp. And since we were such go-getting Scouts, we also had to erect a 20-foot-tall model of the Cape Cod Railroad Bridge to serve as our camp entrance. Again, this was in 105 degree heat. Since it was a military base, there wasn't any shade. Just an awesome time. I drank over four gallons of water and still managed to lose over five pounds in two hours. Fun!
So, when we get a Code Black here in Washington, I'll be much more receptive to complaints about the weather. This Code Red business is nothing.