Day four of a pre-season heat wave finds the Vanderbilt Playground utterly (if briefly) deserted at 2:30 p.m. The sprinkler, curiously designed to resemble a garbage can, spits a tepid spray onto its fishie-footprint; the turtle-shaped sandbox bakes at 99F. Wisely, no babies are set out to roast or broil.
A few lunatics exert themselves, however. This young man labored on the slant-board with what seemed to be a personal trainer (or torturer), 
and this older fellow, not finding sufficient cause for heatstroke in mere jogging, decided to jog past the lake backwards.
Before long, some brave young souls appeared to make the most of the feeble waterworks. (Remember when sprinklers were big splashing affairs that left you drenched? Have these joined the banned playground pantheon along with monkey bars and seesaws, or is this just an especially measly specimen?)
At the lake's edge, this little guy had the day's best cooling strategy.
looks like a measly specimen. all the pgs we take our kids to (on the W end of the park and into prospect heights) have sprinklers that inspire us to bring changes of clothes or bathing suits if we're thinking ahead
Posted by: Ian | June 10, 2008 at 10:40 PM
Where is that slant board? I've looked for a PP fitness trail online with no success. (Not that I'd want to be out there this week!)
Thanks!
Posted by: jess-nutt | June 11, 2008 at 10:51 AM