Cold Summers

“The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.” It matters not to me whether Mark Twain actually said this or not. I’m fond of the line because I spent some time in California’s city by the bay in late June and felt like I had entered the twilight zone. I noticed many venders selling sweat shirts and jackets in the summer. It seemed odd, but in fact it was so chilly I purchased a fleece for the few days of our visit. I needed it for a cold and breezy morning run on the Golden Gate Bridge.

Shannan and I have been to Alaska twice in the summer when one might expect the temperatures to be cooler than Georgia. However, like my time in San Francisco, I found myself shocked during a July trip to Duluth, MN. I checked and the daily temperatures were actually colder than Alaska!

I don’t love the cold, but understand places and times to expect cooler temperatures. For me, summer ranks high among those times. That’s right, summer. It freaks people out when I carry a jacket and hat around with me in the south during the summer. Businesses and restaurants in states recognized for hot summers tend to blast air conditioning units to arctic temperatures from June through September.

As you might imagine, most people are glad I’m not in charge of the climate control at work or in the world.

Stay warm. Exercise.

Tom