No, not really, actually.
Yesterday I had planned (and even Facebooked, much to my embarassment) to go for a hike with the hubband, my pooch, my girl Gemma and her hubby, Josh. We got up. We got dressed. We picked them up. We grabbed coffee and a bagel - you know, a nice light meal before a hike - and then it all went down hill. It was cold!
Okay, I understand that cold is relative. My friends and family back home are shaking their head and rolling their eyes at my new idea of "cold". To me (now, that I live in sunny SoCal) cold is anything that requires more than a long sleeved t-shirt. Am I a wimp? Probably but I like it this way so :P
We endured the cold winds and eventual rain for about 20 minutes while we ate our bagels. We clibmed an ardurous incline of 6" (there was a curb on the way to the deli) and an exhausitng 60 yards to and from the vehicle. We were whipped so we took a few hours to rest and watch Land of the Lost.
All in all a successful day. I won't even speak of the horrors that Superbowl XLIV wrought on my book wracked body!
Peace out!
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