Steamy? Check.
Blazing heat? Check.
Chance of thunderstorms? Check.
D.C. in the summer? Yes indeed.
Heat wimps need not apply. If you can’t take the heat, get out of the District.
But for those insaniacs who actually feel more alive when bathed in a fresh glaze of sweat, few places rival our Nation’s Capitol for bringing it on.
And when the going gets sweaty, the sweaty dance.
Sometimes in the parks, sometimes in the streets, sometimes in the fountains while sharing their tweets.
It’s a good life if you don’t melt.