We've been a little under the weather, but the real reason, I think, is that it's still January. And I am so tired of January!! And yes, I know January ends in, oh, approximately 57 hours, but then there's February. And March. (I got into one of those typical Minnesotan conversations the other day, where you argue about which element of winter is worst: the cold, the dark, the snow, the windchill*. Or January, February, or March. I voted for January. But my friends had compelling reasons for hating February and March too.)
At least the weather forecast is looking better for the Loppet this weekend:
*It's definitely the cold. Or the dark. Or the windchill.
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Ooh, which event are you guys doing? We're going to go to check out the lights at the luminary on Saturday night and maybe watch the skiers mid-day Sunday. Want to meet up???
The end of January reminds me of Ground Hog's day. For us in Minnesota, the ground hog fokelore is a cruel joke. The chances of us having an end to winter in six weeks, much less right away, are non-existent. I'd like to strangle the ground hog, or push him or her into a snow bank.
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