Even with everything we know, the urge to turn a little bit golden is hard to resist. We do our best to civilize summer. But no matter how we try to keep things running per usual, our souls won't cooperate. Beneath that power tie beats the heart of the girl from Ipanema. Tall and tan and young and lovely and on her way to the beach.
Summer is the season of lounging, the latitude of lassitude.
Reach for tall glass. Repeat as necessary. Stretch out on inflatable mat. Hold for the count of 60. For cardiovascular fitness, hold breath underwater.