September 25, 2005
Just the Beginning
When it comes to perceived temperature, it's all relative.
Last night I thought it was freezing. Not literally 32 degrees or below, but walking around in a short sleeve t-shirt, I was very cold. The wind picked up at times and created a wind chill effect. I could not believe when I got home and saw the temperature had been 61. What am I going to do when it's 41? Or 11? (I suppose for starters I would dress appropriately.)
I think this perceived chill effect is greater than usual because the summer was hot. I love the hot weather, so I got used to temperatures in the mid 90s. I remember the day I went outside and thought, "oh, it's really not that hot out; it must be in the upper 80s" and the actual temperature was 96.
Knowledge of meteorology, for me, does not translate into knowing how to dress. One December I was in Fort Lauderdale and the high temperature was 55. For two days, I had to wear the "just in case" long sleeve shirt I brought down. When I complained to my grandmother how cold it was, she said, "You, of all people, should have known."
Fortunately I'm back in Fort Lauderdale later this week. The forecast is for humid conditions with highs in the upper 80s and low 90s. Perfect.
