It's pretty dismal, I'm not gonna lie. While the sun makes a lovely change, it's still downright frigid outside, and I'm too tired to even have cabin fever anymore.
When my winter (excuse me, SPRING) blues have me this low, I have two coping mechanisms, and they're both essentially rooted in denial. This week I have relied on both of them:
Method One: Test Out All Your Camping Gear Indoors Like a Madwoman
Method Two: Go About Outdoor Activities As If It's Not F**king Freezing
Also done. And while a GREAT deal chillier than method one, it was a lot more effective. I walked part of The Long Path starting south from the Paint Mine at Thacher, and it was icy, and in places there were still several feet of snow, but, dammit, I was outdoors and away from everything, and nothing beats that.
In a few places there was even mud, and that was a blessed sight. So maybe, JUST MAYBE, things are beginning to thaw.
I hope your day is full of something as satisfying as hot chili on a cold and snowy trail!
Happy Wednesday : )
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