There was a huge development in Portland, Oregon this week and it deserves a mention.
This season I felt the weather take a sharper turn than I ever remember from the past and it impacted me in a big way. I also think there was a part of me that has become a wuss amongst the elements over the past year since I stopped running. I used to be out stomping pavement no matter what weather. 10 degrees colder, add another layer. 20 degrees colder, wear gloves (or socks on your hands. Don't make fun, it works).
Because of whatever excuses I want to make, I've become quite sensitive to the rain, the cold and the sudden change of the seasons.
Therefore I bought a jacket, and it's everything I need.
It's long, it's waterproof, it's warm, it has multiple pockets, waist defining details, zippers, buttons, a hood, and even the most ridiculous fur detail and obviously aggressive eskimo hood.
I didn't find this jacket, this jacket found me.
It was spotted at Costco after an afternoon of work beers on my usual quest for steak strips, gum and those delightful sample booths. Somehow I even managed to pass up the 5-pack of EOS lip balms, something I can't usually accomplish even in the Target check-out lane.
My purchase makes me happy and might also make me feel a little ridiculous.
Okay a lot ridiculous. #WinterIsComing
