The Mariners and Giants postponed their game in Seattle because of an air quality index above 200, one day after the Mariners and A's played a doubleheader with an air quality index above 200.

The A's moved on to Colorado, which is a mile above sea level. The the air quality index was fine, but the air was thin. The A's seemed slow and listless, and lost 3-1 on a complete game shutout by Antonio Senzatela.

The A's seemed tired, as if they had just spent one day playing two games in which they were lacking enough air to breathe, and had traveled overnight to a place that lacked enough air to breathe to play another game, which was their 14th game in 12 days in five different cities in three different time zones. They need a breather.

Meanwhile, here at home in the East Bay, after a week straight where the AQI stayed over 100, a west wind from the Pacific Ocean blew into town and started clearing out all the smoke.

I immediately did two things: (1) open all the windows to get some fresh air in, and (2) went outside for a bike ride.

Boy, did I need that. It reminded me of the feeling I'd get when I lived in Sweden, after a long, dark winter, when even when it's sunny it's well below freezing, there finally comes a day in spring, when the skies are clear, and you turn your face to the sun, and you can actually feel the warmth of its rays on your skin. It feels like a miracle.

And maybe the next day it snows again, but it doesn't matter. That one day of warmth restores your belief that the sun actually exists, and it's that restored faith that you actually needed.