I’ve always been a bit of wimp about driving in snow. Actually, it is more accurate to say I am a super-freaky, .5/hour, white knuckle, “You better be quiet or we are all going to DIE!!!!” type of winter driver.
Things have changed. Yesterday, in the middle of a blizzard, we all headed out to the Y, without a care in the world. No problem. No fear. No issues.
What is the difference? Flat. Flat. Flat. There is not a single hill or bump in our new town. Nothing. I can see for miles. I can probably see you right now if you wave a flag or something.
See? I’m keeping it real and positive around here! 🙂