The summer has barely begun but if Memorial Day weekend is any indication, global warming is alive and well here in the #ATL and it’s going to be a long summer.
Just in case you’re new here or are one of my friends that hasn’t had the pleasure of experiencing a summer here in the heart of the deep south, there are three things you need to know. Summer in Atlanta is about heat, humidity and hills. Classically used to describe the annual Peachtree Road Race, I’ve also found those three things dictate just about every aspect of life between the months of May and August.
First, everything here revolves around the heat. Whether you’re trying to escape it indoors or taking advantage of it poolside, daily life is pretty much about the heat. Sure, other cities have heat as well but Atlanta’s type of heat is the kind of stifling heat that permeates everything it touches no matter if its shaded or not. All you can do is hope Georgia Power doesn’t ravage you too badly on your monthly electric bill. Luckily, Atlanta has no shortage of pools and whether or not you have access to one is a key determinant the strength of certain friendships.
Second, no matter how progressive Atlanta gets, there’s nothing like humidity to remind you that you’re still in the Deep South. Walking outside in Atlanta from the safe haven of air conditioning is like running smack into a brick wall of moisture. The worst part is that the humidity brings with it bugs like you can’t imagine. My only advice here is to invest in bug spray – and plenty of it.
Finally in my little trifecta of Atlanta summery goodness is the hills. Familiar to every runner in the city – Atlanta’s hills are famous for becoming three times their size when combined with the heat and humidity of the summer. Likewise, hills tend to dictate a lot of what you might do, otherwise. The prime example is Piedmont Park. Piedmont Park has plenty of space but many, many hills. The key to finding a good place to park yourself for a picnic is easily determined by how many hills you are willing to climb. Such is Atlanta, the hills can just as easily be a Darwinian test of convenience and solitude as they are a runner’s potential workout.
Basically this is three ways to say that Atlanta is hot as bloody hell in the summer. I’m sure you’re all writing into Monica (Kaufman) Pearson with the scoop as I type.
Seriously though, it’s going to be a hot one. Good luck, stay cool and I’ll see you at the Peachtree ;-)…