First day of Tennis and Splash camp

Is it Colorado that is so awesome, or the places that we choose in Colorado? Our summer home is in a neighborhood with a tennis court and a pool about 100 yards from our front door.

At "lunch" time (that's noon east coast time; 10 am mountain) Alex and I popped outside to check out the tennis courts. One court was almost completely dry, the other had a big puddle from yesterday's dose of daily rain. Even with the mostly dry court I took the opportunity to play with the giant roller thingy. Cool toy. Then we started playing for the first time since Alex hurt his knee last May and maybe even before that. Anyone who has played with me, especially when I'm rusty can just imagine the gawkiness of the first several minutes. But after a while we somehow started to play games with points and somehow I kinda won a few games. Our minds were numbed by the cacophony of a nearby mower competing with an edger for the loudest lawn equipment. So we didn't really keep track of who had won how many games, but it seemed pretty even with neither person ever seeming to win their own serve.

After work (5:30 EDT; 3:30 local) we meandered the Pearl Street Mall searching in vain for a new swim suit for me, finally giving up and going to get the Wee One. Wee was already in his swim suit after a day of kayaking on Boulder Reservoir, so first thing when we got home we changed into swim suits - brand new for Alex, needing new for me. We walked barefoot down the path to the pool skeptical that it would be a good temperature and cautious of the ominous clouds overhead. Alex was the brave one to check the water first. Warm!!! Really warm. Like maybe 85 degrees. The home owners association must know how unpredictable Boulder weather can be and how dedicated people here are to all forms of fitness. In fact we met the head of the home owners association who found us on his they-don't-live-here radar immediately. He chastised us for bringing our dog to the pool, but was otherwise faux friendly enough. We splashed til we thought the rain might be wetting our towels too much and then a quick walk home to a nice warm shower. Does life get better than this?