It was sunny this morning when I woke up. Alas! Six days of Darkness and Gray, and on the Seventh Day there was sun. It was almost Biblical.
Except, it was 27 degrees out. And very windy. Ikes. Not my idea of a sunny day, but, maybe not so bad. I was still “in” for the ABC Christmas light ride. A little chillier than I like, but I could bundle up.
When I got home from church at 11:00, it was 17 degrees (according to the weather.com indicator on my computer). The news was all abuzz about the arctic front headed our way, promising temperatures below zero this evening. I think it was at about this time that I decided I wasn’t going to ride in the ABC Christmas light ride. Even though Don May, our fearless Thursday night ride leader, sent an email out this afternoon (by then, 12 degrees) to let us know the ride was still on. Huh.
Not for me. I don’t have clothes enough for that kind of weather. And the wind! Oh, it’s blustering out there. I went out once after church, around 4pm, to go pick some stuff up from the store. That was the last time I went out. Freeze baby that I am, I determined I’d be better off just riding indoors on the old trainer while dreaming of being outside on a nice summer’s day (perhaps XOBA, for which I anxiously await the registration for 2009 to go online).
Before using the trainer, I made sure I had purpose for exercising. I made up the double layer pumpkin pie with graham cracker crust (no bake!) that I’m bringing to my mom’s house for the big H Family Christmas Eve Bash. Ooooh, they are going to loooove this one. I can tell because I licked the bowls and beaters for both layers and I doubt it’s going to change much in taste while sitting in the refrigerator doing whatever it is that no-bake recipes do to complete themselves. (And, yeah, I know you were supposed to whisk the ingredients, but I only own one, sad, pathetic, tiny little whisk and it hardly worked for this, so I just used the mixer on the lowest setting, which I don’t think ruined the pie any, really.)
That done, I’m feeling quite like the little culinary dessert queen. Now I think I might make some pumpkin cookies, or another loaf of pumpkin bread, to take to the party as well. I know, I know–OD on pumpkin, right? Not me, but I suppose everyone else will become bored with pumpkin desserts. I don’t see how that is possible… Still, maybe I can save the pumpkin bread for Christmas at my parents’. It seemed to be a big hit at Thanksgiving, and frankly, I’m just proud that it turned out so well. Maybe I’m not so much the baking duntz anymore.
So, with all the bowls and beaters dutifully licked (the reason I like baking so much), I pulled my trainer in front of the TV to watch a Christmas movie on Lifetime or Halmark or one of those other girly channels, and I proceeded to ride for about 50 minutes with five minutes of sprints at intervals of every other minute for ten minutes. It sucked, but I felt better about myself. It’s probably good, in retrospect, that I didn’t ride with ABC because I’m still getting over my cold; I was overtaken by ten minutes of coughing after I got off the trainer. I did some squats and lunges on the Total Gym to help get my legs ready for skiing next week. I threw in some sit ups to work on my never-shrinking abs. And then I called it good.
I must keep up my exercise through Christmas Eve so that I can eat guilt-free (well, it’s never guilt-free). Hopefully, I will get my butt up tomorrow, Tuesday, and Wednesday. I have to work Monday and Tuesday and half of Wednesday. And I have the rest of the week off.
I’m looking forward to skiing over New Year’s. Michael and I plan to leave town as soon as I get out of work on New Year’s Eve (another half day). If we get down there early enough, and we feel like it, we’re going to do some night skiing at Holiday Valley that night. Maybe hang out at the lodge to bring in the New Year or just drink the sparkling merlot I got from Myrrdin Winery this morning (via one of my fellow parishioners who owns the winery). Then, Thursday, we plan to ski at Holimont, which is the private resort where I learned to ski when I was 16–my friend Jennifer’s family owned a condo on the resort so I frequently got to go on weekend trips with them. Holimont is only open to the public on weekdays, so I rarely get to ski there anymore since it takes three and a half hours to get to Ellicotville (where both resorts are located). Friday and Saturday we plan to ski at Holiday Valley, which is my favorite resort in the east.
In other words, I’m praying for snow!! Lots and lots of snow! I suppose since it just needs to snow in upstate NY, the snow doesn’t have to bother us in NE Ohio… If I’m going to spend three days on the slopes out here, I need all the help I can get to get optimal conditions. It’s really hard to get nice powder out here.
Anyway, my weekend was nice. I learned a few things, such as:
– Hanging garland over your fireplace and then using your fireplace is a smelly combination that causes your fire alarm to go off. Garland melts pretty quickly!
– Pulling the lever to my fire place flue towards me actually opens the flue; pushing it away from me closes the flue. I had it backwards. In other words, I have had the flue open for a year. I closed it to turn on the fire place. It got quite hazy in the living room. Dar. (I should have, you know, actually looked up the chimney with the flue in each direction to determine the right configuration… but that would be too obvious for a Mars Girl.)
At the time of this writing, the temp is now 0 degrees. The wind is blowing and sitting here at my computer next to the window, my hands are cold and I’m generally chilly. New windows can’t even keep out this bitter chill. My heater seems to be on constantly so I think my gas bill is going to be over the mere $126 I just paid for last month. Hurrumph. I feel like I’m on the North Pole right now.
It’s time for me to end this entry so that I can move towards the center of the house where all the warmth is… and so I can tap my thermostat up a few degrees (it’s set at 65 right now). Brrrr!! It’s like that Twilight Zone episode where the Earth is drifting further and further away from the sun and the guy can’t get warm enough and he dreams that instead the Earth is getting closer and closer to the sun. (I’m dreaming of a warm ride in sunny July right now. Or laying on a beach in the Carribean reading a book as the sun warms my skin.)
Happy Winter Solstice, everyone! From here on in, the days grow longer again. And hopefully warmer!