That’s right, we’re done here. Go away.
After being blessed with a couple of mild winters (if only I could go back and cherish them more), this winter was a beast.
And that trip to Aruba I took with the mister at the beginning of December?
Well it was fun. But we’re kicking ourselves for not pushing it into January/February… you know, preferably over the timing of one of the polar vortexes.
However, I shall try to not be bitter about the last 3-4 months of complete commuting misery and spending down time, completely neglecting the idea of socialization, isolated in the apartment under multiple blankets.
Supposedly spring is here. And it seems we’re almost done with days under 35 degrees, so perhaps a celebration is in order.
This news was celebrated with a walk on one of the lake paths in the city I live in.
It’s really hard to celebrate spring when the bitter wind keeps you from enjoying 42 degrees. It’s even harder to celebrate when the lake is still very much a solid sheet of ice.
Take what you can get, I suppose.
I’m also celebrating something else today.
My return to spinning!
The instructor is a real killer (in a good way?), and it’s taken over a month after my respiratory infection for me to be positive I can withstand the endurance required.
He made me pay for my absence. But it was a great way to start a Friday.
Now if you’ll excuse me, it’s time to get work done and get out. Additionally, my mom is calling right now. She’s flying in today and is completely in crisis mode when it comes to if she should bring her spring jacket or winter coat since we’re going to be experiencing temperatures from both seasons while she’s here. (I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE, WINTER! GOOD BYE!)
Really important stuff, guys.
Have a great weekend!