now that’s brisk
i rolled out of bed this morning and geared up with temps in the lower single digits. i layered up to the point that i felt like that kid in the movie "A Christmas Story" who’s wearing a snowsuit so bulky that he can’t put his arms down. i stepped out the front door and made my way around my five mile route. my gps watch doesn’t fit on my wrist when i’m wearing that many layers so the effort was untimed. regardless, when i returned home i noticed a thick coat of frost around the front of my jacket collar – – likely from the moisture of my breathing.