Aaargh, I'm a he-man!

This morning I stepped out of my van wearing lightweight nylon pants and a t-shirt, mesh sneakers with no socks. I was comfortable. Sure it was a little on the cool side—according to my thermometer it was 53 degrees. I’ve become acclimated. 

It helps that there’s no wind in the campground. I imagine if I climbed over the dunes to the beach I’d have a different story.

I feel a little smug, though, when I see fellow campers wearing their fleece jackets and warm hats. Wimps.

Then I think back to when I lived in a house. I would have been grumbling about the cold. Brrrr, don’t want to go out in that!