once more with feeling
I hate to complain about days with “nice” weather, but can’t we just have a sweet, slow progression into Spring without jumping to Summer? What happened to days and days in a row where the highs are in the low 60s? Am I the only person in the world who doesn’t crave the heat?
Left the house at 9:30 this morning and walked to the gym. It’s only a 10-15 minute walk and when I got there I was sweating. No. I do not like this. 9:30am and already 65 degrees? On April 3rd? And these cloudless skies are killing me. My walk back home was worse than the walk there because there was zero shade on either side of the street. After a 2 and a half hour workout I need time to cool down and that just didn’t help matters at all. Gah!
Winter or Summer, I choose winter. Never thought I’d feel that way, but there it is.