So this weather, the cold, the damp, the chill in your bones, makes you want to hibernate all over again even though you had slowly been convincing yourself that Spring is indeed coming.
The problem with hibernating for me is two-fold. One, I get cabin fever being cooped up inside for too long and two, I have a 2 year old boy. Neither of these things are conducive to staying inside.
Before I had a child I was not what you would describe as ‘outdoorsy’ my leaving the house to avoid cabin fever would constitute going to a coffee shop or somewhere else indoors. This has changed somewhat.
Luckily, Grandpa obligingly has an allotment.
And said allotment is just through a little gate at the back of his garden. This makes it close enough to civilisation ( a fully working toilet plus warm house) for me to cope.
All in ones/puddle suits are also amazing as you can pretty much cover your child in waterproof, wipe clean material that means mud etc don’t cause an issue.
So an adventure outside but close enough to civilisation and without having to worry about dirty clothes.
It was cold, it was damp and I could feel the chill in my bones but it was also fun, exhilarating and something to spark joy.
The term ‘outdoorsy’ may be one I’m willing to cultivate as part of who I am.