In the morning, the Brigade staff has our weekly game of Ultimate Frisbee planned. It isn’t always Ultimate Frisbee, sometimes we play soccer, sometimes we play Gator-ball, and sometimes it is Ultimate Football…one time we played dodgeball.
The temperature is predicted to be 38 degrees.
It will be cool, by some standards…but downright cold by the standards in El Paso, Texas. Yes, the northerners will put on their arrogant air about how it is not cold—all the while they begin to shiver, because everyone’s body acclimates.
This year, I’ll remember the temperature dipping into the 20s only once, 38 is cold. It just doesn’t get that cold around here often. We have also been experiencing a warm up recently—making this cold snap very cold.
So, in the morning, I will bundle up. I will put on my gloves and my hat—and stay as warm as I can. Tomorrow, I will try to play hard, because that will warm me up.
I will remember the cold days of South Carolina which were always mixed with humidity, thus making the cold feel colder. Will think about getting up those cold mornings when I was much younger and get ready for the school bus. And tomorrow, I will be warm because I remember when 38 was cold.