It's a bright sunny day, promising to get up into the mid-30s. The mountains take on the morning glow which goes from golden to pink depending on the nature of the sunrise over the plains. In the winter we can see the top of Bear and South Boulder Peaks quite clearly, so it's just this beautiful morning ritual to watch the mountains light up. I'll take Enzo for our morning walk in a few minutes.
Temperature regulation is funny here, maybe because of the lack of humidity in the air. We struggle to get the house up to 65, so we're thinking there must not be very good insulation. It's better with a fire in the woodstove. But during the night I've been having either hot flashes or night sweats, waking up and throwing the comforter off, then cooling down too much, starting to shiver and bundling back up. It could be that the comforter is just too thick for 2 people, especially if one of them heats up like a boiler all night long. Then, outside, when you're in the bright sunshine it's really warm, but as soon as you get in a shadow you feel the actual air temperature. The thermodynamicist I live with tried to explain it to me...convection, radiation...all I know is that the sun feels amazing.
I'm pretty darn sore from my first Bikram class yesterday, but I'm going this morning and will keep going. It's both physically and mentally challenging to be in the heat for 90 minutes.
After that I'm meeting our realtor and Mark to see 2 properties; we'll see 2 more tomorrow.
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