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Thursday, November 08, 2007

Cold ain't so bad

I have never been one to enjoy the cold. I have always liked to be warm and toasty. Turn up the heat, layer up with sweats, and enjoy hot cocoa. In fact, I have not only wanted to be warm, but I have despised the cold.

However, last winter I began to make some changes. I embarked upon a mission to convince myself that I enjoy the cold; to transform myself from a warm person into a cold person. I kept the house a bit cooler than normal (saving heating $$$), and I ran year-round last year, even running during a blizzard. (It's not so bad, as long as you layer.)

Gradually, I think that I am convincing myself to become a cold person - to enjoy the changing of seasons. Embrace the cold, love the cold, and the cold will love you. The only problem is now people are complaining about coming over to my house because it is too cold....hhhhmmmm....I may have to nix having guests over to the house until next spring!

12 comments:

Melody said...

I hate the cold. Growing up my sister and I wore our coats around the house all winter because our father refused to turn up the heat.

One year as a Christmas present he turned it up past 70 for the day. Bliss.

Jonathan Erdman said...

Are you saying it is a macho guy thing???

Emily said...

So what's the temp you're tending to set it at? If it's to the point where your hands are cold, then maybe you're going a little too far. Gloves indoors are just annoying; I've tried.

Melody said...

I dunno, sounds like more of a cheap guy thing.

No, actually my dad never gets cold, he walks around in shorts and t-shirt in the dead of winter, completely baffled by our being wrapped up in coats and blankets.

You must just be a masochist.

Jonathan Erdman said...

Masochist?

Yea, I've gotten that before.

dawn said...

I'd much rather be cold than hot.

When I'm not at home, the heat's on 55. When I'm awake and at home, it's on 65. When I'm asleep and at home, it's on 60.

I've been trying to see if I could go 50, 55, 60...that might be too much though.

Beautifully Profound said...

If people are complaining, set up a jar at the door for them to donate to the "warm house fund". If they aren't into that, tell to pack extra clothes. Easy peasy.

Jonathan Erdman said...

Dawn,

I am very impressed. You are a woman after my own heart.

I think one of the joys of the winter is to be warm underneath the blankets while the cold air surrounds you! This may sound a little strange, but I think that warm blankets are definitely more comfy when everything else is cold.

BP, a warm house fund???? That's an idea. I'm afraid if people contributed, though, that I would just keep the house cold and use the money to buy myself more books!

Melody said...

I think that warm blankets are definitely more comfy when everything else is cold.

I think most people would agree. That's why they turn the heat down at night. I think this is madness because then there's no motivation to get out of bed in the morning, but it seems to be common practice.

Some people keep baskets of blankets in their living room so that their guests can be warm without needing to turn up the heat.

My mom always just turned up the heat before guests came over and then switched it down again after they left :(

Jonathan Erdman said...

Melody:
I think most people would agree. That's why they turn the heat down at night. I think this is madness because then there's no motivation to get out of bed in the morning, but it seems to be common practice.

Feeling the cold air hit me helps wake me up.

Some people keep baskets of blankets in their living room so that their guests can be warm without needing to turn up the heat.

That's a darned good idea.

Melody said...

Feeling the cold air hit me helps wake me up.

It wakes me up too. Just enough to realize that leaving my bed means freezing to death. But if it's warm in the room I might as well get up.

Andy said...

Once you really love the cold, I'll have you join me on one of my mid-winter motorcycle rides. 0° at 70 mph for 2-3 hours will surely cure you of loving the cold. :-)