One of the unforseen consequences of my recent — and, for the moment, successful — fitness and weight loss regimen is that my ability to regulate my body temperature has diminished. Lately, I’m always cold, particularly my extremities.
In essence, I’ve turned into this guy:
What ever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch
I’m too much!
…with, perhaps, a touch less meteorological joie de vivre and a touch more frosty bitterness, or possibly bitter frostiness. So maybe it’s more accurate to say I’m like this guy:
Regardless, I’m damn cold most of the time. Considering the alternative (sweaty and hypertensive) it’s probably best if I learn to adapt to this new internal thermostat setting, and accept that until that happens, layering is my friend.
