So we mutually agreed that January is total crap and it's break time. Maybe not every January... but certainly this one. I looked up some climate stats and in Wichita, Kansas the average high temp this time of year is 40°. This matches up with my experience... it's never freezing for lots of days in a row. That's why we don't have snow-covered winters. It does snow, but the snow usually makes way for slush pretty quickly, leaving Kansas winters are more of a mud season than anything.
Well I'd sell important things for a 40° high... this week we're lucky to hit 20. Thursday I think the high should be seven. Screw it, I'm not flying! I'm not spending an hour preheating an engine just to have something canceled for winds, and now that I talked to others who agree, I'm not feeling bad about it. I don't care if I'm am 3-4 flights from being a pilot... in February, maybe the world will thaw, and I'll still be just as close.
Have I mentioned that I HATE the cold weather? Marc was out with his friends today playing disc golf. He drives around with the windows down. We're like different species.
I started up an e-mail to my flight instructor but decided not to send it, because he's never terribly interested in my head. It said something like, "It's cold and I'm in a bad mood, I'm taking a break." I have learned that other instructors are not like that, some will completely enable my overthinking, discussing and slicing possibilities when, say, examining a week of weather forecasts and deciding what would be the best lesson or solo day.
Again, it's a lot like track. I had track coaches who were both ways. The head boys coach at my high school could go on FOREVER if you asked him something like, "Can I do four events Saturday or will that be too busy?" He'd talk for thirty minutes and then the conclusion would be, "Okay well all that considered I suppose it's up to you!"
As you can probably imagine, I loved that guy.
Nope... stay tuned for progress, friends, it'll be a while before I blog about a real flight. Here's to cheap months and warm fingers.