The Groundhog Was Right

It's frickin cold here in Knoxville.

It's like 24 degrees right now. It's snowing. People here are confused and cold. From what I'm told, there's usually only one day (if any) of snow here in Knoxville. We have had snow off and on for pretty much the last week. Having been through real winters of the West, I think I'm better prepared to cope with this continued cold snap. But really I'm ready, like everbody else, for the warmth of spring.

I'm happy to report that, despite the cold, the small group of folks who play community ultimate here played through and in the snow. They play on Sundays and Wednesdays and I played both days last week. I missed this Sunday because I was down in Atlanta visiting Phil, Ali, and Gabriela. But it was so much fun to be back out on the field, running, laughing, and throwing the ole disc around. I think this crew of good natured, obviously hearty folks will be a great group to play with twice a week. I may even go to a tournament over Spring Break with them.

Speaking of Spring Break, it's like right around the corner. I really hope that the temps warm up by then (beginning of March) so that I can capitalize on some outside time. I woke up this morning and the birds were singing with a little extra pep, and I think they were pleading their case with winter and doing their best to coax spring into coming sooner than later. However, after visiting Phil, Ali, and Gabriela this weekend, I was reminded that I have a place that's just down the way that even when the temps are freezing, there's always plenty of warmth.