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… and I couldn’t be more stoked! Empty bike paths, crisp air… I’m ready to throw on the studs.
cross-posted from: https://lemmy.world/post/7741424
… and I couldn’t be more stoked! Empty bike paths, crisp air… I’m ready to throw on the studs.
I’m just basically a lizard or some cold blooded creature, because I crave warmth all the time. I’m OK with hot temps, I live in a state where it gets up to 110 in the summer, and that doesn’t faze me at all, I love it. But any hint of coldness, I feel frozen, sluggish, unhappy. Even if the temp only dips below 72. I just do not like being cool or cold at all. Maybe I should go live in the Sonoran desert or something - I could lay on a rock in the sun and be happy!
I get it. Any time it drops below 50f I wear wool long johns basically 24/7.
But if you bundle properly, you’re warm… but it’s also cozy! 🧣
I keep my thermostat at 80 most of the time, if it drops below that I feel really cold. It must some internal temp thing. I’m only happy when it’s really hot, I can’t sleep at all if it’s cool in my bedroom or the slightest bit cold.
One thing I like about winter here is no snow, no rain. Clear skies, negative Celcius temperatures (but not negative Fahrenheit) and a near infinite ability to dump heat
I ride in my summer gear plus gloves, plus a bit of nose protection
I’d trade with you in a heartbeat. My dream is to live in a place someday where they have no idea what the word “snow” even means. I thrive in warm climates, so it kind of sucks I’m stuck in Utah at this time of year. I don’t ski - so that sucks also.