I walked home from physical therapy, after dark, in a short-sleeved shirt, and felt fine. Granted, it’ll probably be about 15 degrees cooler tomorrow, but I’ve been amazed at how much better I’ve felt the last few weeks, now that earlier Daylight Saving Time has kicked in and it’s getting a little warmer. (By the way, I’m officially in favor of earlier DST. That hour of daylight was totally wasted on me at 6 AM.) I really don’t remember the seasons affecting me quite so strongly before. But maybe that’s just hazy memory making me think I was more active in winter.
And hey, at least I didn’t spend the winter up in the Arctic like the Stargate crew did. Man, realism is all well and good, but when getting splashed with water is a medivac situation, it’s time to call in the CG.