I sometimes check my parents' weather to remind me I'm lucky. This was yesterday morning:
But it's still not fun. I love mild weather running. Anything between 40 and 60 makes me so excited to get out there.
And once I get going, even if it's in the 30s, I'm always fine. It's the getting out of bed, getting dressed, and getting out of my car that is the issue.
I'm ready for spring. We've been in the 60s and 70s for highs lately, but they say it's going to drop next week, which is moot for me since I get a guaranteed cold front -- a work trip to Philly.
Anyway, just b!tching, sharing what's on my mind...