It's the first Wednesday of the month and that means it's time for the Insecure Writer's Support Group. Started by the intrepid Ninja Captain Alex J. Cavanaugh, the purpose of this group is to share doubts, concerns, and to encourage. At the bottom of this post is a link to other authors' blogs.
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I used to like winter. I used to like snow. Crisp, cold days. Sun glistening on snow-covered trees. Pristine whiteness covering up the brown of dead grass and pruned perennials. That’s before I moved to West Michigan.
It’s only the beginning of February and I’ve had enough winter. We’ve had over one hundred inches of snow. And another storm is hitting today. Our mailbox down at the curb is almost covered. The snow banks are so high it’s difficult to see around corners for on-coming traffic. And more is coming today. Along with the Polar Vortex, an Artic current keeps swinging down our way.
Unlike Atlanta and other places in the South, our cities are prepared for this type of weather with heavy snow removal equipment. Our snow blower is getting a real workout on our driveway. More of a workout than I’ve been getting. Thus is my problem. Being cooped up indoors doesn’t bother me like it does others. I can stay inside very nicely—just give me my laptop, Kindle, and television. I can write, read, watch movies. All sedentary activities.
Going outdoors is painful. The cold hurts my joints. Slippery sidewalks and parking lots can mean a fall and possibly broken bones. I see why so many people head for Florida or Arizona. I’m giving serious consideration to spending next winter with my son in Phoenix. (Just joking, sweetie.) I know I can go to a gym or walk at the mall. Just doing it is the problem. It’s too comfortable to stay inside. Comfortable but not healthy.
I guess I need a boot in the rear to get away from my electronics and exercise.
What motivates you to move in the winter?