113 degrees later…

So it’s been two weeks now since I returned from Hawaii and I’m well into my embrace of winter. The crazy thing is that on the evening of January 12th I left Honolulu where it was 75 degrees and 8 hours later I arrived on the tarmac of Fairbanks International Airport where it was a frigid 38 below. This was a 113 degree temperature change! And the transition was brutal. This is where serious brain tricking comes into play.

You might want to consider one of the following if you are in the middle of any sort of temperature transition. First, immediately trick yourself into thinking you’re going back to the tropical locale and order a new bikini (or trunks if they’re your thing) from Boden. Then trick yourself into thinking that you’ve actually flown from Honolulu to Thailand instead of Fairbanks, and so go out to lunch for Thai food at Lemon Grass three times in the same week. And finally, trick yourself into thinking that you are living near the ocean, by taking a trip to the Hamme Pool where, if you’re lucky, you can learn how to do a “wet exit.” What is a “wet exit” you ask? Well, tune in later for all the details…