Friday, January 15, 2010
I decided at the last minute to go with Craig to a track meet in Flagstaff, AZ. I was reluctant to go for many reasons, (track meets are boring if you are a spectator NOT watching an athlete, I don't really get to see Craig as he is coaching the whole time, and I would be with about 50 college students that can get a little annoying after a while, especially while on a 5 hour bus ride.) but decided to go anyway. Can you tell I just need to get out of my house?! :) Well, Flagstaff is at a much higher elevation than Tucson and they actually get some snow here. Not much, but it covers the ground and stays around for a little bit. Now, I haven't seen snow in about 3 years and haven't missed it. Nope. Not even one little bit. But here's the thing. Something strange has occurred. I feel cold. I didn't think it would ever be possible again. But it's true. I am freezing. And it feels gooooooood. I have been sweating my "you know what" off for far too long. I am purposely leaving my jacket off just so I can keep experiencing this strange phenomenon. Maybe, just maybe, I'll even get goosebumps.