Below freezing? Pshh.
Try minus 59 degrees.... ...Celsius! That's minus 74 degrees Fahrenheit!
(Colder than the surface of Mars! Don't believe me, look it up!)
Try having your eyelashes freeze to your scarf and taking one step forward for every two steps the wind pushed you backwards. Try having a ankle-length down coat that makes you look like a sleeping bag with arms. Try wearing it from October until April.
I used to be ready for anything, because I'd lived through four long, dark, cold Canadian winters.
Three winters in temperate Europe, with the mercury hardly ever dipping below zero, and I have officially pussied out.
The other day I got so cold I was wearing four layers and a down jacket - and it's barely November! More often than not I wear socks and a hoodie to bed because I'm so cold. Next think you know I'll be complaining about how much my bones ache.
Either way, I'm starting to realize that the warm days are definitely ending (even if barely ten days ago, in the midst of an unseasonal October heat wave, I was wearing a summer dress and sandals) and that winter is starting to set in.
You'd think, as an avid, albeit infrequent, skier, I'd be thrilled at the thought of winter; the beautiful, powdery white slopes, and steamy hot chocolate at the top of the mountain.
But really, the first place my mind goes when it starts to get a little chilly is the beach.
Oh what I'd give to lie belly up on a beach towel under the sun, slathered in sweet-smelling coconut oil, listening to the whoosh of the ocean; to go buy an ice cream dressed in nothing but a bikini, a pair of sunglasses and a floppy hat; to swim all the way out to sea and float around.
And while I can't get on a flight to the southern hemisphere, I can always peruse my old beach photos, and take myself on a little virtual vacation.
Where would you go on your virtual vacation?