Remember how last winter was so moderate and snow-less? How we got our first snow on November 22?
Yeah, it's a faint memory. My beloved hometown is returning to its roots of cold winters and snow-suits under Halloween costumes; -15C being the usual daytime high, don't tell me about the evening lows.
Yet, I still went for a run at lunch today, and it was perfect. The sun shone, there was a bit of humidity in the air, and the paths were freshly plowed. Few souls dared cross our path today, if anything because we were trucking along pretty happily.
The weather was -16C, but the Weather Network announced that it 'felt like' -22C as we left. The great thing about running in winter is that you can usually dress warmly enough to beat any winter chill, especially in an environment as dry as Alberta. Enough under-padding and a good shell will beat almost any cold air.
My co-worker and I were so bold at one point that we figured that this was not the coldest we could run at, and that we could go out at at least -20C, if it felt like -25. When that day comes, we'll recalibrate from there.
The one thing that I am missing at this point are my Yaktrax. My effort in finding them has been blasé at best, but I certainly wouldn't turn them down if they were waved in front of my face.
However, I will admit that I don't miss not being exhausted by the end of the day, because my body has spent so much effort in keeping me warm at that time.
A 15 minute nap before studying sounds reasonable.
zzzzzz.
