November. Is it good anywhere? Maybe in Australia. When I lived in Florida, we welcomed the cooler temperatures and the dipping of the jet stream (and the unofficial end of the hurricane season). But everywhere else I've lived, November isn't the greatest. Take southeast Alaska for instance. It was not uncommon to have rain every single day in November, and not just a happy mist either.
(side note: My friend Julie and I were obsessed with running, and would take off from our office in shorts and t-shirts, returning shivering. There was no shower, so we just wiped off with paper towels and went on with our day. Come to think of it, this probably wasn't the most appealing thing for our co-workers, but the rain did act like a natural shower)
Note that I am talking only about outdoor adventure, which in the scheme of things is not the most important thing in life. But it is important! Here, we get cold weather, some snow, but not enough to ski on, and ice. The other day I slogged along the trail in gym tights, short socks, no hat and running shoes. J looked askance. "It's winter," he reminded me. (He was wearing shorts, so he was a fine one to talk.) "It happened so fast," I whined.
In my defense, it was the finest fall I can remember. Every day was golden, with warm temperatures and picture-worthy leaves. It seemed as if it would last forever. Of course, it didn't. November has flipped the switch. Now it's time to hunt up the snow tires, find the micro spikes, dust off the neglected gloves and hats. I'm not ready! it's tempting to cry. But ready or not, the planet spins.
"You're back!" the gym owner exclaimed as I darkened the door. It's true, I had neglected the gym for hikes, but now that snow is on the ground, I need to seek other options until there's enough for skiing or snowshoeing. I set up my bike trainer and queued up movies to watch. It's hard to have motivation in November.
The dogs, however, are giddy with the new snow. They roll happily and plop themselves on the ground. They get thick, furry coats. It's their season.
I keep myself motivated by planning adventures. Skiing into a cabin? Yes! Another attempt at winter camping? Well...maybe. Someday when I am rich and have time, I will fly away for extended warmer weather places. For now, I'll endure and try to enjoy it as much as I can (but really, does it have to be dark when I start work and when I end work? That just seems cruel).
Give me your winter adventures! I need motivation!