Note to Self:

Eight degrees is damn cold. Why do we go for such long walks at the end of October? Sometimes the hand warmers aren’t even enough to keep my fingers from going numb — does that mean I’m getting old, or is it normal. I. Don’t. Know.

But I do know the pain of near-frostbite and the blood returning to my hands is worth it because we had a blast out there. We always do. No matter what.