Snow, yoga, and closed stores

Nice hat

This statue is on a bench near the Village Bookstore in Fairhaven, a local bookstore I frequent often. This morning I woke to yet more snow overnight, making our total somewhere around five to six inches. Since I've not made my usual 10,000 steps for three long days, today I decided to walk to the bus and make my way to town. Yesterday my friend John picked me up and took me to the coffee shop, but today I really wanted to walk.

It has been colder and snowier than I remember in years. Every night when I snuggle into my warm down comforter in our unheated bedroom, it's usually frigid and I need to shiver a little bit to get it all warmed up, but eventually I'm happily ensconced underneath and fall asleep easily. Last night was the first time in days that I didn't wear my socks to bed.

Yesterday, I remembered that stashed in the back of my closet are a pair of Sorel snow boots that I haven't needed or worn in years. Since I was taken by surprise by the amount of snow we've been dealing with, I pulled them out and have been wearing them to help with the deep snow. They work great! Here's a picture:

Same Sorel style that I have

This morning before dawn, after bundling up against the snow and wind, I walked the three-quarters of a mile to the bus stop. I was very comfortable waiting, and once the bus came, I almost made it to the coffee shop before John got there. On line, I learned that the Y would not be opening until 8:30am, so I sauntered over to be one of the first ones there. Lo and behold, I was not only early, but all the classes had been cancelled as well! So I decided to take off on a bus to Fairhaven (where my yoga classes are held, as well as the bookstore with the statue).

My class was to begin at 11:00am, but the door was locked and no signs on the door. I headed over to the bookstore, but it was also closed, with no sign as to when they might open. Fortunately there is a grocery store nearby, and I got online on their wifi and found that the yoga studio would be opening late, but that my class was on! I walked back and found the teacher and a couple other students had arrived. It was a wonderful class, if on the small side. I took this picture from inside:

Snow-covered trees through the studio window

And then afterwards I caught the bus back downtown, and a final bus before my short walk home. Walking in deep snow is similar to walking barefoot in sand, I think. And then I was home, where I probably won't stir from my easy chair much more today. My step count accomplished, nicely worked out from the class, and I'm feeling ever so much better than the past few days.

But the snow can stop any time now. I've had my fill of wintertime.
:-)