It feels like spring here this morning. Which is nice since it’s frigid cold in other parts of the country, including the part of the country where I hail from. Yet here I am in the northern part of the world enjoying temperatures in the mid-thirties.
I know, you read that and then re-read it, asking yourself why I would consider 36* weather spring like. Believe me, your perspective about the weather changes when you live in Alaska. Thirty-six degrees is warm. All temperatures in the negative digits are cold. Really cold.
You get used to the cold when you live here. You have to or else you move. There is no real in between unless you’re a complainer, which I don’t consider myself to be.
All four seasons are a great package if you think about it. Nothing lasts too long so as to bring about boredom. You get a variety, which is more than I can say for those boxes of Little Debbie’s snack cakes. Some of us don’t want a dozen nutty bars; we want nutty bars, honey buns, Swiss rolls, and those peanut butter crunch bars. All in the same box! Is it obvious I haven’t had breakfast yet? One of each of those would go great with my coffee right now.
When the seasons change, I can totally get on board. Except when the change is to spring. A season that I should be excited about, is one that I have mixed feelings for. Kind of weird isn’t it? Get cozy and let me explain.
With spring comes challenges. I can think of three to be exact. All different things that are all so intertwined. Wait, there’s four. I just thought of another one.
The first challenge is the slushy mud stuff that is everywhere when the snow and ice start to melt. This is a challenge because I like the slushy mud stuff. I can pull on my rain boots, take a walk, and enjoy the puddles and the squishy mud. Sounds great, doesn’t it? It’s cathartic and makes me think of fun childhood adventures.
What I don’t like about it is the mud splatters all over my clothes. These seem to be especially prominent on my work clothes when I’m heading to the office. Which brings me to challenge number two.
Challenge number two: I’m what my husband calls a fair weather biker. Since we don’t have a car, biking is our main source of transportation. Now in my defense, I’ve biked in the wind, the rain, and in the snow. I’ve biked when I wasn’t feeling that great. I’ve biked back and forth to work and into town and back home again several times since moving here. But in the winter, I go on a biking hiatus.
It’s nearly three miles to the office from my house. You have to wear a lot of gear to get there and back in the winter. It’s dark in the winter. So, I don’t bike as much. Well, at all really.
But when it’s getting close to spring again; my body starts to remind me that it’s time to get active again. Which means convincing myself that I love biking and can’t wait to figure out what to wear and what to pack up for my ride into the office.
And that’s where challenge number three comes into play. Figuring out what to wear. No one wants to be caught out in the cold without the proper gear. Especially me. But do I bundle up and risk suffocating on the way to work? I’ve already showered and won’t have time to shower again when I get there. Maybe I’ll wear workout gear and then change at the office. Sounds good in theory, but I’ll have to remember to pack all the right stuff for that outfit or risk looking rather unprofessional in yoga pants, a nice blouse, mismatched earrings, and tennis shoes. Do you see the dilemma?
Finally, the one challenge of spring that is so awful and so challenging I can barely type the words? Daylight Savings Time. I’m not a fan. How does anyone expect me to “spring” forward when the powers that be are stealing an hour of my day? I don’t need daylight long into the evening, that’s when I’m gearing up to go to sleep! I need daylight in the morning to wake me up and get me to the office on time.
Do the various seasons bring about challenges to your daily routine? Or are you one of those wonderfully amazing smart people who bit the bullet and bought a house on the beach where it doesn’t matter what the weather is, you’ve got an ocean out your back door? And if you are one of those wonderfully amazing smart people, can I come visit you?