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A constant fight with the cold

January 25, 2008 - Steve Murch
The past couple weeks have been the kind where I check the temperatures of warmer locales. Not Miami or Honolulu (though to put everyone in the newsroom in a lather I’ll mention them sometimes), but places I wouldn’t mind living. The results of finding warmer places wasn’t all that successful during this time period.

Compounding the cold for me was the fact I walk to and from work. Generally I will go home for dinner, then walk back. But since we were shorthanded for a few months, I didn’t want to leave the newsroom for too long — hence the walking back and forth.

It isn't too bad of a walk since it only takes about 15 minutes. It might not be that long except for the one block where most of the people don’t shovel and I feel like a drunken baby walking on the snow. The city says it issues citations for not shoveling sidewalks, but I can’t believe too many are issued. This is the third winter where I’ve been walking and the same people who never shoveled at all the first year, repeated the non-act in year two and still do it now. Thankfully this year hasn’t had but two real snows that made sidewalks hard to navigate.

The cold is generally manageable since it is a short walk. A hat, gloves, layers, boots and sometimes a scarf make it OK. Although, it seems sometimes as if it takes longer to get prepared to walk than it would to just drive.

As I’m walking, some people will look at me as if I’m crazy, while others will look like they feel sorry for me. Of course none of them ever stops to ask if I’d like a ride, so they just look like they feel sorry for me. By dressing for the cold like that, I’m sure I look like I’m lumbering along, when in fact I’m making pretty good time.

I’m sure many people think that it’s strange to walk like that every day in the winter, but it’s become a routine for me year round. If you want strange, figure into the equation the fact I hate the winter and it’s the only time I spend any time outside.

I guess we all cope in our own way.


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