the morning before getting real pissed by the letter was actually beautiful.
and cold.
because…
heeeeee haaaar! i managed to get up for the 630am masterswim 
when did that last happen?
getting there was another thing.
as the temperature had fallen to freezing point last night, the car was nicely iced up. there was no way i could look through to drive!
great, now that i have driven the sleep bug away, i have to fight the elements? no way am i going to be late. ran into the house for the ice scraper and managed to clear the more critical segments of the windscreen.
braking at the first stop sign kindly reminded me that the car was not the only thing iced up, so were the roads…
boy was i glad to make it to the pool.
getting to the car an hour or so later, i was greeted by the breathtaking snowcapped mountains.
pausing to take in the view, i found myself anticipating the season to come.
like i said, the morning was beautiful.
