O, wind, if winter comes

With the wind howling and thrashing freezing rain against the house it was hard to believe that someday spring will actually come. It was the kind of day that calls for hunkering down in the house, with a fire blazing in the hearth. Kabira was flaked out in front of the fireplace all afternoon. She likes to be warm, or should I say HOT. The poodles have enough fur that they are happy to not get too close.

The temptation was there to skip my time on the treadmill today, but I told myself I only had to get on for 10 minutes - 45 minutes later I was finished! I often find that once I overcome the inertia, there is lots of energy to be had. I always have my mp3 player blasting out tunes to propel my workout - the music is like jet fuel. Some songs are super powered and cause me to ratchet up the speed and intensity. The last song I added to my playlist, 'Party Rock Anthem' (slightly embarrassed to admit to it) is one of them - it really moves my feet. Other favorites include songs from the B52s, Annie Lennox, and others that I can't think of now. I went online to look at some more songs to download, but couldn't find much. What do I look for?

Carm on the other hand doesn't need music to power his workout. The thoughts in his head do just fine - but I wonder if he has as much fun as I do? One thing I always notice, is that when I am on the treadmill the minutes seem to drag, whereas when Carm is on time seems to flash by (for me!).Time must be elastic.

I've been wearing layers these days. Between the hot flashes, the cold flashes (yes, there is such a thing), and just feeling normal (rarely), I'm going crazy rearranging the layers! When will it end?

O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?

Percy Bysshe Shelley