I grew up dealing with a lot of cold and snow. I didn’t like it then, and I certainly do not like it now. Snow is meant for the mountains, where you can visit. Otherwise, snow is just a pain in the butt, IMHO. Especially now that I recognize that I am not invincible (which as a youngster I did not yet realize)
We’ve had a bit of a snowstorm hit ABQ in the past few days. Pretty when you don’t have to be anywhere I suppose. (I still hate to be sidelined unless I wish to stay home). Today, I needed to be at work. I watched the traffic reports and got super stressed about having to venture out. I love my job, but I had serious misgivings about whether it would be wise to attempt it. My dear husband and myself walked down our rural road, and I ultimately determined that I could do it, even though it was going to be scary. In the end, I made it to work, on time, and only slightly white-knuckled. Once there ’twas a lovely day.
I haven’t taken much time for practicing inversions of late. So I had a bit of fun over my lunch hour doing just that. I have to say, I had a bit of a headache when I was done, and I take that as a big sign to get back to it.
Heading home, the roads were a lot nicer, but I am glad I am snug at home now, as the temps dip down again. I am glad I didn’t punk out. And I will be pleased with myself when I get back to my inversion practice. I am way too young to give up on it. 🙂