It was 48 degrees this morning in Scottsdale! Brrrrrrrrr! Where are my socks.

When I was a distance runner in the Midwest, I'm regularly run down to about 10 below and return with ice cicles in my beard.

Then I became enlightened and realized that I was not religiously or morally required to suffer through winter.

Actually, I don't mind winter weather, as long as it ends on January 6th.