Trek Women
November 12, 2007

Gray is So NOT My Color

Wackyclock_3 It happens every year.  I know it's coming and there's nothing I can do.  You'd think I would learn to prepare, but I haven't ever been ready.  It's coming, it's coming. . . and then it hits me -the end of Daylight Savings Time.  November.  Cold.  Dark.  Gray.

I moved to the East Coast over 14 years ago from Colorado.  There were a ton of cultural adjustments that I had to make, which I did, but the one thing I still have not gotten used to is the endless GRAY that can occur here during the fall and winter.  Colorado is the land of sun - seriously - weather data shows that Colorado has more than 300 days of sun a year.  Yes, I'm not kidding about this.  And while we're on the topic of Colorado weather,  let me dispel another myth:  Colorado is not blanketed in snow for most of the year.  While growing up, I did not ski to and from school (I have actually had someone ask me this).  So, the weather I grew up with included sun, sun, and sun.  It also included a lot of temperature fluctuation - I had never heard the notion "putting away" your summer clothes.  Colorado isn't real big on long, rainy days either - the 20 minute afternoon thunderstorm is really all I know.  So, looking to add some fun to your day?  Stop by my house on a gray, rainy, windy day and watch me try to use an umbrella - it's a laugh a minute.

Well, now I live here on the East Coast and it seems that each year the end of daylight savings seems to correspond with the plunging temperatures, chilly winds and gray, gray skies that may last a day or may last a week or longer.  Pair that with dark mornings and darkness at 5 PM and you've got yourself a recipe for disaster in my book.  I feel like I am trapped on the inside of a cardboard box - the sky and the road seem to be the same color and pressing at me from all sides.  My body wants to go into hibernation mode, crawl in bed at 5 each evening and eat everything in sight.  Here I am trapped in a calendar sandwich between November and March.  I'm caught unprepared yet again. I am coping the only way I can - I have some delicious soup on the stove and every light on in the house!

-Jen

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