I had the day off, but I did not allow the weather situation to deter me from the swift completion of my rounds.
I went for a 4.25 mile run once I finally rolled out of bed. It felt very good to sleep in on a Thursday. Now I have a sense of what was going on in Ferris Bueller’s head when he decided to take that day off.
The run was a little dodgy since the roads were still very sloppy, but I didn’t care. I’m used to the conditions by now, and since I was off, there was no rush to get back to The House on the Hill so I wouldn’t be late for work.
I shoveled the driveway after my run. At this point, I see it as extra cardio, some weight training, and an excellent way to collect more steps, rather than as an annoyance.
I even went out to the grocery store to get my shopping done so I wouldn’t have to do it after work tomorrow night. For those of you who are familiar with my fear of driving in snow, the fact that I voluntarily went out for a drive in the snow should speak volumes as to how far I’ve come this winter.
I’m just back inside from shoveling again. An extra round of cardio, weight training, and step collecting. No big deal.
So why am I so relaxed and in high spirits despite the never ending snowstorms?
Because it’s February 1!
Before you know it, my beloved New York Yankees will be taking the field in a quest for a 28th World Series Championship.
When baseball arrives, Snow Miser leaves, and the sun and warm weather return!
So I don’t care that it’s snowing today because we are 58 days from April 1. Pitchers and catchers report to spring training in a few days. Shortly thereafter, Judge, Stanton, and the rest of the Bronx Bombers will be hitting baseballs out of the park again.
And the snow and cold will be long gone. The only ice I’ll have to worry about is the cubes I put in my glass of Snapple.
Sure, February is known for a few other things.
There’s Groundhog Day, which is a great Bill Murray flick, but I’ll still take Stripes, Meatballs, and Caddyshack over that one any day.
There’s Valentine’s Day, which isn’t exactly this single guy’s favorite holiday. Although, I do reserve the right to buy myself copious amounts of chocolate while I mourn the single life and await Opening Day.
There’s also Presidents’ Day. Back before the circus came to town and deposited that scary orange clown in the Oval Office, Presidents used to be well respected in this country. So much so, that we’d get a whole week off from school to celebrate them.
Now we just long for Presidents past…
Bottom line, February is all about bringing us closer to baseball season. It’s the shortest month, which is awesome, because it means less days of snow to contend with while we wait for March to finally arrive.
Welcome, February. Glad you’re finally here. Can’t wait for you to be over.
Let’s play ball!