Sunday, January 23, 2011
I am normally not one to complain about the cold. Living in Eastern Ontario, cold is just the way it is in the winter. But several days of serious deep freeze and I'm a little grumpy about the weather. I switched my lesson this week from Sunday to Friday, to avoid the worst of it. Still, it turns out it was -19C(-2.2F), -25C(-13F) with the wind chill. In the arena, which is an unheated coverall, it actually wasn't too bad, surprisingly. Tomorrow is supposed to be -24C without the wind, so definitely a good decision to move the lesson. I would have just canceled at those temps - it's just not good for horse or rider. Even Hazel (my dog) is feeling the cold and I've never seen her get cold before, only bothered by the salt on the roads. It figures that just when I need extra warmth the most, my husband is away for work. In Vancouver. Which is 6C (43F) right now. Freaking summer, compared to this. Worst of all, it's too cold to actually do things that help me appreciate winter, like cross-country skiing.