One of the things I was most excited about when I moved to Austin from Vermont a little over a year ago was leaving the month of November behind. In Vermont, November is like Crossfit’s Fight Gone Bad — testing the readiness, the hardiness of the souls who call themselves Vermonters (or in the case of FGB-Crossfitters). The sky is perpetually grey. The leaves have all fallen and left the trees bare. It’s bitter cold, often with freezing rain, maybe a snowflake or two but rarely, if ever, significant powder to play in. It’s dark by 4:30pm. Everyone heads to the gym. Treadmills and Ellipticals have a waiting list and the Cybex stations are full. 30 days of this seems like eternity. In December, it is more hopeful that the grey might turn to a blanket of white while skis and snowboards are excitedly pulled from the attic. Holiday parties begin during the first weekend which finds your subcutaneous winter coat eyeing the cake and brownies. But for now, it’s November, and life is elsewhere. NOT! You’re in Austin, Texas dude. Get out….ride the greenbelt, run dry creek beds, swim in Barton Springs, praise the sun, the weather, and be grateful that you live in a town with such amazing recreational resources. I have not been on a treadmill in over 18 months….I challenge you to do the same!
