Look! We have friends!

We made a last-minute decision Friday to go to Bear Lake the next day to visit friends. Since Garrett and I are slow, methodical people, this is unusual for us. But it was a blast. We should do stuff like that more often.

Thanks to Joey and Emily, who live and work up there right now, we spent about nine hours kayaking, briefly snorkeling (no, we didn't see anything), biking, boating, tubing and *hot tubbing. Our bodies (OK, maybe just mine) are seriously feeling it right now. I haven't been on a bike in a year. And staying on that tube took everything in me.

We can't believe we've stayed away from Bear Lake all summer. The water is super warm this year — 74 degrees. If it's still like this later in September, we'll do our best to get back up there.

And just in case you doubted whether or not I actually got on my bike.

*On a side note, does anyone else think the phrase "hot tubbing" sounds weird? It makes it sound like a sport — as if it's marathon dating but marathon hot-tub hopping. But what else do you call when you go somewhere and sit in a hot tub?