Blog Master G

One thing’s for certain: There’s nothing like five months of a dreary and cold Northeast winter to make one really appreciate the sun (even if we didn’t get much snow this year). So when the temperature climbed to the low 60s yesterday, all I wanted to do was be outside.

Yesterday also happened to be my six-year work anniversary, so I’ve always appreciated this time of year. My birthday is also right around the corner (not that I really look forward to getting any older these days). As I wrote back in 2006, April is the Best Month.

This March feels more like April, and I’ll take it.

It was hard to resist the urge to go for a run yesterday since it was so beautiful out, but I ran a tough 10-miler Monday evening with some intense Fartleks, so I knew I shouldn’t push it. Plus, I went swimming on my lunch break yesterday.

So instead I celebrated spring by busting out our porch rockers (porch sitting season has arrived!), taking Stella and Happy for a couple of long walks, then spending about an hour and a half after work raking up all the winter debris — probably an early season record for me since there are still some patches of snow on the ground (my neighbors on both sides commented). But I couldn’t resist. It was just too damn nice out to be inside.

I filled all three of our yard waste garbage cans plus three additional biodegradable yard waste bags.

Bring it, spring! Enough of this cold nonsense.