Cold

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. Its Texas. Its not really cold here.

Last night was miserable. The wind chill made it seem a lot colder than the 40 degrees it actually was. Growing up in Missouri, I actually used to have an immunity to the cold. I ran around in the winter with shorts on even though there was snow on the ground. I've been in Texas for eleven and one half years now. I guess I'm becoming acclimatized to the weather. When the thermometer goes below 50, I think I'm going to die. That makes me sad. I cut last nights ride short because I couldn't feel my fingers and went home. I turned the hot shower and hoped that I would warm up. I stood under the running hot water disappointed in myself for not doing more depressed that I've become a wuss. My hands never did warm-up before I went to bed. Sad.