You may be aware that the environs of the District They Call Columbia had some Weather last month. Big drop of snow and then sub-freezing temperatures for more than 10 days. Weather forecast was so bad that the incoming leader of the free world moved the inauguration ceremony into the Capitol.
(Haha—no. The Kleptocrat was afraid of
high winds blowing up his hair helmet. And, also, he knew that the attendance
numbers would be even lower than in 2017. He was basically hiding.)
Anyway, the result for me was that, in
addition to my car
being literally frozen so I couldn’t even jump
the battery, my walking was curtailed due to snow and ice on sidewalks and the
W&OD. About Wednesday of last week, I could finally walk about half my
usual distance by sticking to the bike lane in the street, but couldn’t go off-street
safely until Saturday, after it rained all day Friday.
Man—did it ever feel so good to get out
the past two days. Weather’s still bizarre: it was 44F on Saturday when I went
out and 23F yesterday. But clear and windless, so excellent walking weather. Both
days I had more energy throughout the day, and a better mood. Yay, endorphins!
And that’s my gratitude for today: being
able to rack up the steps.
©2025 Bas Bleu
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