Just like some of you in this great nation, I have been dealing with frigid temperatures and snow.
Last year I didn’t mind the cold. I use to love being out in the snow walking and playing with the boys.
In past years, I’ve been know to grab the leashes and head out in blizzard-like conditions just because I thought it would be fun.
Then I got old and now I’m scared of the cold and blizzards.
I hate being scared of the cold.
I’m o.k. when the temps hover around 30 or even 20, but when they drop into the teens and god forbid below zero, I’m scared.
For the last few days when I step outside I look like I’m waiting for someone to jump out and slap me across the face.
All stiff and head cocked to one way just waiting for the cold air to slap me.
In my defense, because I always have to defend myself when I’m being a wimp, the cold is painful to me.
I have a condition called Raynauds. Raynaud’s disease is a condition that causes some areas of your body — such as your fingers, toes, the tip of your nose and your ears — to feel numb and cool in response to cold temperatures or stress. In Raynaud’s disease, smaller arteries that supply blood to your skin narrow, limiting blood circulation to affected areas. During an attack of Raynaud’s, affected areas of your skin usually turn white at first. Then, the affected areas often turn blue, feel cold and numb, and your sense of touch is dulled. As circulation improves, the affected areas may turn red, throb, tingle or swell.
I was diagnosed with this a few years ago and each year since then it seems to get worse and less tolerable. I have issues with my fingers and toes and no other parts of my body yet. Wearing a pair of thinsulated gloves and socks just doesn’t work anymore and when I see a forecast of a week full of temperatures in the single digits, all I see is a week full of pain.
Sherman and Leroy are not scared of the cold and they do not have Raynaud’s.
They live for the winter.
If Leroy had it his way he would be outside all day, even with temperatures in the single digits.
Which leaves us in a predicament.
Do I continue to be a wimp and hide behind my Raynaud’s and cause my dogs to miss out on their favorite time of the year?
I mean when they came into my life I promised to give them everything they desired, including snow and cold.
How can we make this work?
Well, I’ve been experimenting and I’ve come to the conclusion that I need to lose my new found fear of the cold and woman up.
WOMAN UP AND EMBRACE THE COLDNESS.
My Dad, who saw a bad episode of the Raynaud’s and me a few weeks ago, has graciously bought me a big pack of hand warmers and toe warmers and he’s on the search for all things warm for his favorite daughter.
The warmers are defintley working, the toe warmers more than the hand warmers, but the way my body reacts to the cold is getting better and so is my mind set.
So for now, despite the coldness, we walk on.
So how about you? Do you keep up your walking routine in the winter? Do you fear the cold?