All of those lads and lasses in the northern hemisphere are the recipients of my envy. Hot days, warm balmy nights, swimming and the smell of summer.
Down here in Australia it is disgustingly cold and wet. I know we are in a drought and need the rain, but it depresses me so much. I am chilly enough in summer, so in winter I am downright miserably cold. There is something to be said for a warm layer of blubbery fat.
It is so hard to be motivated about exercise and food. It is hard to be cold AND hungry. All I want is hot raisin toast with melted butter - for every meal. Lunch is the hardest, tuna and salad is not very nourishing on a cold cold day. And it's hard to get enough protein in your old vege soup [not a great fan of soup except pumpkin soup which is rather high carb].
I long for summer where my appetite goes away, my skin is browned by the sun, and running in the cool evenings while it is still light is exhilarating.
Thank God we have just passed the shortest day, but I think I am going to bury my head under my doona until September.