There are two reasons I consider acceptable for not going for a walk in the morning: the temperature is in the 30's or it's trash pickup day.

Since the trash trucks start their rounds at 6:30, their timing coincides with my walking time, which is also a time for me to commune with nature and enjoy the silent beauty of the morning.

Trash trucks are neither silent nor beautiful. They roar and clank, they spew fumes and leave noxious odors from the garbage lingering behind them from open emptied containers.

That's Friday, so I walk the other six days. Except when it's so cold outside that I can't bear it. Well, I could, I suppose, in an emergency, but being stabbed in the lungs and frozen on the nose kind of takes all the enjoyment out of it.

So this morning I checked the weather app on my iPhone for the current temperature first thing. Guess how cold/warm it was.

Yeah.