That is exactly how I feel.
After months and months of, scraping windows, wearing puffy jackets, snow boots, shoveling snow, seeing your breath, waiting in the cold by the back door for the dogs to go out and poop and then demand to be let back in the house because their paws are too cold on the ground, glasses getting fogged up when you come in from the outside, eyelashes frozen together so that you almost cannot get your eyes open, paying massive heat bills, driving with the windows up – always, dreaming of flip flops, riding the trainer only, spending to much time thinking about ski wax, driving home in the dark from work… It is finally here.
Exactly like Steve Martin in the Jerk – Things are going to start happening to me now!
After about 10,972,800 seconds of the winter thing, with the short days and all… magically, it all comes to an end when the clocks move forward in March. Somehow, we all forget about winter and start to talk and think about how great it is to live here. How great it is to ride your MTB and race your motorcycle, and be outside in flip flops, and to do all the other great summer things.
It is a new year! Time to get revved up.
Stay tuned for more.
I am all about March 12. The day the sun stays up later in the evening. Today it got too dark to be in the woods at about 6pm. On Sunday the 12th, that will be 7pm. If we add about 1 minute per day to that, it will be almost 7:30 by the end of the month.
It is on!