Its all relative.

As I rolled back into St. Louis this afternoon I kept hearing, "I can't believe how cold it is." It is cold. But, it feels like spring to me. I'm not bragging just speaking to the strange phenomenon that occurs when you have arrived in a place where the weather conditions are much different. Hot-cold, windy-calm, you get the point. This is where I am going. CHICAGO IS REALLY FREAKIN' COLD! I have been working there for the past couple of weeks, and I can not stand the weather. The arctic blast has invaded up there, and St. Louis has just got the tip of exposure. I generally don't whine and complain about the weather. True I would rather it was sunny and 80 degrees all the time, but a little change now and again is good for the head. Variety is the spice or life, right? Well screw Chicago, you can have it, they can have it. While working outside all week all I had in my head was the voice of one of our managers at work. "Chicago in the winter? I have never been colder than when I worked in Chicago in the winter." Hands down, the coldest I have ever been in the winter is working in Chicago this past tuesday when the high temp struggled up to 4 degrees, and the wind chill brought the digits down to -20. I guess the numbers don't really carry much meaning at that point because I have been in worse, but never for 8 hours a day. The best part of my week was getting out of my truck when I got back into St. Louis today, and stepping out into the 20+ degrees and felling content.

Not everything is note worthy

Too often I find myself reading some dribble about someones non-eventful day on an obscure blog in the middle of vapor space. Not sure why I am reading it, either. Maybe because I am a nomad living in hotel rooms and claiming sqauters rights wherever I can. Possible I can't think of another direction to go once all the work and traing is done for the day? But, back to my thought. I am not sure what possesses someone to scribble such mindless garbage. Maybe I will take a crack at it and see how I feel. What follows is my attempt at such an effort.

-It has been a long time since my last entry. Not sure if this is note worthy, but it is fun to ride your mountain bike in the cold. You get warm. The frozen ground makes for good traction. I like it. When you meet up with old teammates you haven't seen in years it is even better. What a good day. Thank you for reading about it.-

Yep. Just as I thought. Didn't do anything for me.