Summer ends in 15 minutes. That’s when we will hit today’s high of 94 degrees, after which we are done with the 90’s until next June.

Goodbye, summer. Good riddance. You kind of sucked this year.

Hello to something so much better: the halcyon days between Labor Day weekend and the end of Daylight Savings. I don’t actually know what halcyon means, but I’m pretty sure the next 56 days will be fabulously halcyon. How can it not? Everyone and their gay mama in town for Black Pride, House in the Park is spinning in Grant Park, steampunk goblins are on Peachtree Street, and Roxane Gay and Samuel Delaney are both in town for the book festival.

And, most important, you can queerfit again without drowning in the humidity.

Come on back, we miss you.

This Saturday is a fine time to dip you toe back in the queerfit magic. Bring your guests crashing on the couch for Black Pride. Bring yourself. We’ll see you at 10:00 at Brownwood Park. Out of shape is fine. Hungover is fine. YOU’RE fine. See you Saturday for the start of the halcyon days.

*** If you’ve not yet put in your pledge and request for reps for the Rep-a-thon, you have until Sept. 19 to click here to get it in. There’s a ton (literally) of bars, bumper plates, sleds, ropes, and other toys we want to load into the queerfit toy box. For every dollar you put in, you can call a rep. For $100, for example, you could, for example, ask for 100 burpees from Shae. Just an example.