That’s what I’m going to start calling my winter walks, because holy balls it’s been cold out there.

But you know what? You get used to it. When you spend 4+ hours out in nonsense temperatures (negative Fahrenheits) you do adapt.

Ha, I remember when I thought 1℉ was obscenely cold. Now that’s a completely tolerable and relatively warm walking temperature!

My limit seems to be -22℉. That’s when the frostbite starts. Though I guess I was only out in that for about 45 minutes, so I suspect that slightly warmer temperatures are just as bad if I’m out in them for longer.

I GUESS WE’LL HAVE TO FIND OUT!

(You should all know by now that I have zero common sense.)