It’s hard to imagine my relief the first time I saw a whole block of sidewalk in Boston. I knew it existed underneath the mountains of snow and ice but seeing the glorious stretch was so satisfying. It meant spring was coming (even if it was still weeks away) and I could someday soon leave my apartment without gloves. The little act of leaving them in my purse was one of the best feelings.
This morning, I was finally able to put on shorts for the first time this year for a run. It was beautiful, balmy and I’m so happy the warmer weather has come in.