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Walking in a Winter Wonderland

It was actually dog-walking in a frosty wonderland.

We’ve had some cold weather the last few days with freezing fog and such, so I shouldn’t have been too surprised yesterday when I took Koko on her morning walk and everything was still covered in frost at 11am.  It was 28 degrees.  It made for a chilly walk but it was beautiful!  My iPhone and lack of photography skills don’t begin to show how pretty it was, but here you go:


And you notice things you wouldn’t normally see, like these spidey creations:


Now I know which bushes NOT to get too close to!

Of course I bundled up!  On the top half, I had a tank top, a long-sleeved shirt, a hat, a long-sleeved hoodie zipped all the way up and the hood over my hat, then a very long and very wide LOFT scarf, then my jacket zipped and the hood over my hoodie-covered-hat.
Looked similar to this, I call it the colorful ninja look:


You’d think I would have bundled up on the bottom half as well but nope, just your standard pair of jeans.  Needless to say (but I’m saying it anyways) the front of my thighs were numb by the time we got home.

It reminded me of this time the Mr. and I were waiting for a table at Pok Pok and it was SO cold and we had to wait SO long, and it’s a tiny place so we waited outside.  After a while we decided to go across the street and check out the little food truck city to pass the time.  Well, we jaywalked.  And apparently if you stand around in freezing temps for over 30 minutes your legs get stiff and numb.  I was not aware of this fact until I tried to run across the street.  Illegally.  With my hands in my pockets.  Every step I took brought me closer and closer to the asphalt and I just knew the next step would result in road rash.  On my face.

Somehow I made it all the way across and then busted out laughing.  The Mr. was ahead of me and missed the whole thing, but I’m sure the people in the oncoming car got a good laugh.  I still laugh about it and can just imagine them randomly reminiscing “Remember the girl we saw trying to run across the street, I totally thought she was going to biff it!”

And then they laugh until they cry.

Hi, I'm Sarah, a 30-something wife, doggy-mama, beginner runner (still), wannabe cook, and 9-5 cubicle farm worker, just trying to enjoy life in beautiful Portland, OR!


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