it's fun to play at the Y M C A?

Me? At an indoor recreational facility? (With the emphasis on *indoor*?) Sigh. It's not even freezing yet and I am complaining. Note, I NEVER complained when it was hot and humid. Please keep this in mind---I reserved my complaints on purpose for the cold.

Yesterday at the bike shop, my boss mentioned to me, "Hey Joni, when are you going to join the Y?" He then added, "You're gonna need to join the Y....the winter's here will make you stir-crazy." Then Mike came home coincidentally with all the "joining of the Y" information. (He's an experienced Minnesotan after all, who understands *winter*).

The thing is, the Y is expensive. Like California expensive. But I guess we'll have to join, like it or not. Sigh. (Get my room ready Mom...I'm coming home! Ha!) Sigh again.

Where's my Indian Summer? Where are those Santa Ana winds creating those illustrious off-shore breezy days? Where's my surfboard? Instead of the Santa Ana's, we have the Santa Claus winds! I hear they have these gloves with heaters in them. If I get some for my toes and hands, I might be okay. We even got our winter Pearl Izumi stuff in yesterday. Full Face Mask riding hats. I've seen them before in the catalogues; now I live where people actually wear them. Geeez!

Everytime I say YMCA, I think of the Village People (How's that for branding?) Can you imagine the Village People here in Marshall? Now THAT is funny! Over the top and off the hook all at one time! (And when I think of the Village People, I think of San Francisco even if they were New Yorkers, and I get a little homesick for my weird and nutty and beautiful City by the Bay!)

I think I'll try and buy the CD with the song (YMCA) and ride on the rollers and dream about California while I pedal today!

Enjoy the day....