Cold

I think I'm getting used to the temperature always being below freezing. I remember when this cold spell first started, I would think it was cold when the temperature was in the upper 30s. After our trip to Montreal, where the temperature was, I think, between -4 and -22 degrees fahrenheit, Boston seemed balmy. Now, it's just seems to be a fact of life. I always just wear my long john pants under my regular pants, my warmest (ski) jacket, a ski mask that only has an opening for my eyes (worn when I ride my bike), double layered gloves, and leg warmers I've borrowed from Hillary. I even went running outside today, in even more layers than I usually wear since I wasn't sporting my ski jacket.

I hope my tolerance can last until winter is over. Not minding the cold should make winter pass more quickly. That and the fact that I barely have time to write this blog post, let alone spend leisure time where I'd have to be outside for too long. +1 for my crazy schedule. :)