|Warmed up to about -2F, from an earlier -12F.|
Now, I know how this sounds. Implying that kids in the present day are somehow softer than kids in my day makes me sound like a stereotypical old guy. Perhaps not coincidentally, a concerned member of my household reminded me of my old guy status when I decided to make a trip to the post office this afternoon on the Big Dummy. Something along the lines of, "it's cold outside and you're not young anymore." Call it what you will, whether steely resolve or stubbornness, at that moment I was compelled to make the 2 1/2 mile round trip.
The post office journey passed without incident and I returned home no more worse for wear than having red cheeks and cold fingers. While it's true that I may not be young any more, I don't exactly feel old quite yet. What's more is that I'm happy for kids not to have to weather this kind of cold if it can be avoided.
|At the post office. The Big Dummy rode perfectly, although its cyclocomputer refused to work properly.|