March 1 Madness

Back in Jersey, where I grew up, March 1 was the start of spring sports. I ran track. Actually, for the most part, I ran away from the running part and threw things, like a shot put and discus.

Anyway, every March 1 we would be outside for track practice. In shorts. And a T-shirt. Maybe one year we wore sweatshirts and sweat pants. I choose to remember it as shorts and a T-shirt.

I don’t want my past to be like my present. In my present, and yours, too, if you live in Minnesota or even Jersey these days, it is friggin cold.

I hate it. I hate global colding.

(Posted March 1, 2015)