By Will Maines
I AM NOT one given to complaining, but dadgum it, it is cold outside. Maybe it’s just because I’m getting older, but it seems like 10 below is the equivalent of 35 below when I was a teenager. Whatever the case, I’m liking this below zero stuff less and less each winter.
That said, I continue to get outside doing the things I’ve always done, just with a little more complaining to go with it.
Last weekend was a nice reprieve, and I took advantage of it to get in a long ski on Saturday, about a half-Birkie, which is really good for me at this stage of winter.
This week may be a different story, at least until Saturday when things are supposed to warm up a little.