Baby, It’s Cold Outside! (That’s Why I’m Inside)

Okay, so maybe this doesn’t mean much to you people in Scottsdale, Arizona, or Hilo, Hawaii, but Baby it’s cold outside!

Some places -- not remotely close to where I live, incidentally -- are eternally springlike. Summer Breeze by Steve Henderson

The Norwegian Artist and I regularly walk three miles a day, in one mile increments, but lately I’ve been joining the dog near the wood stove and giving the Norwegian That Look when he arrives from the studio, leash in hand, and booms out, “I’m in the mood for a WALK!”

By the way, the leash is for the dog.

Who, incidentally, pauses for whatever passes for thought in a dog’s brain, even though she has two extra reasons for taking a walk than we do, if I can avoid being more explicit than that.

While around this time of year, my exercise regime tends to focus on indoor aerobic DVD s, or indoor yoga DVD s, or indoor Pilate DVD s (there is a recurring theme), the Norwegian Artist reaches deep back into his arctic roots and does everything but jump into the creek and run naked back to the sauna, which is fortunate because, although we have a creek, we don’t have a sauna.

“The cold, crisp air is invigorating and exhilarating!”

It’s hard to tell if it’s foggy immediately around our faces or if that is simply the exhalation of the Norwegian’s warm breath into his 80-degrees-cooler-than-normal-body-temperature-surroundings, and it doesn’t matter to me if you use Fahrenheit or Celsius with that description, because once all of the trees look like those fake frosted Christmas trees, it’s just plain COLD, and any sensible person is sitting by the wood stove, doing jigsaw puzzles with the dog.

While yes, there is a creek nearby that we can jump into (fun in the summer), there is no corresponding sauna. Where the River Bends by Steve Henderson

Actually, there are a lot of things that need to be done inside, with or without the dog, the latter which I’ve lately caught gazing longingly at the toilet as more than just a ceramic water bowl.

(Speaking of which, the female progeny and I spent last Friday night watching YouTube videos of cats-on-toilets-potty-training techniques, which isn’t weird, really, because 649,252 other people watched the same clips before we did. This Friday, we’ll look up the dog versions.)

But back to things you can do inside, as opposed to taking walks with the Norwegian Artist, and the dog, outside: dishes, laundry, vacuuming, dusting, changing the Toddler’s diaper (another YouTube idea, there) – it’s amazing how the most mundane of tasks become qualified exercise activities when Jack Frost squats outside on the porch and takes up residence.

You’d think that, being a knitter with 13 wool hats, and counting, from which to select for outside wear, I would welcome the chance to try out the scarves, and the mittens, and the socks, and the sweaters, but I find that I get more than enough satisfaction modeling these creations on my way from the front door to the car, which I then drive – heat at full blast – to the library where I check out another exercise DVD.

It's so snuggy and warm and inviting -- Inside the farm house. Winterscape Farm by Steve Henderson

On my way back, I spot the Norwegian, and the dog, on the driveway, and I give a warm, welcoming wave. Somebody needs to be inside to make sure that another log makes it into the wood stove.

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Carolyn Henderson is the marketing manager of Steve Henderson Fine Art. She writes about life, art, and the art of life.
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8 Responses to Baby, It’s Cold Outside! (That’s Why I’m Inside)

  1. oldswimmer says:

    I can hear the ground crunch. Thanks, Carolyn. It’s been in the mid twenties here and we are crunchy too. Keeping logs on the fire…that is a very good thing to do. 🙂 Susan

  2. Cocoa, cookies, warm bread, reading a book by the fire — all these things sabotage my fitness plan!

  3. Dazzle Rebel says:

    I wish I could paint as well as this. I have a serious lack of patience that means getting this good is tricky. I haven’t picked up a canvas and paint brush for years, which is a shame. It’s finding the time to do it, and the space in my house! Nice blog.

    • Thank you, Dazzle — I will pass on your kind words to Steve.

      You are very right — it takes lots of time and effort to get this good, but when you decide to pick up the brush again and fill your home, and that of others, with your work, then there comes that deep-seated satisfaction in putting the three dimensional world onto a two-dimensional canvas!

  4. wartica says:

    I usually follow the same kind of regimen, during the cold months as well. My skin would start to get extremely dry when I would do my martial arts training outside in the winter. Luckily, the school I train at is always indoors and I also have access to my yoga dvd’s as well, when I want to switch it up. I do snowboard/ski at least one weekend a month. I also surf two or three times a week, of course in a full-body wetsuit. Great post, Carolyn!!

  5. What a wonderful post thanks. I really enjoyed it very much. You have an amazing blog here.

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  6. Jana Botkin says:

    You could always do bun-squeezies while you sit by the fire. And lift the log about 10 times (5 per arm) before reloading the fire. And every time you stand on the hearth, let your heels hang over and do those calf-killing up-and-down things. Then, when the N.A. says it is time to go for a walk, you can legitimately be too tired!

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