Fifty isn’t cold. It was in the 50’s today and it sure was nice to be able to run outside for something with nothing warmer needed than a sweatshirt.
One of the younger mm’s is in college nearby and laughing about all the out-of-staters who are wearing winter coats when it hits 50 and wondering how he can still be wearing shorts.
I don’t get it, but the cold is different different places. WHen it’s in the 40s in Houston, you have to bundle up. But when I go up to Illinois to visit my relatives at Christmas, if it gets up to about 45 we’re all hanging out outside with a windbreaker, and end up getting too warm and taking it off. It’s a different kind of cold.