Thermometers

With so much technology around, you think I could do a better job of figuring out the temperature outside as I prepared to set off in the dark and meet my running group. The indoor/outdoor thermometer that sits on my kitchen counter had been acting up, and I had my doubts that it could possibly be 8. On to the internet I searched - could it really be 20? Drive to the trailhead with the carmometer dropping steadily, but only to 18. Run along the frozen trail - it is definitely 8. All the signs that don't require this fancy technology - my eyelashes are freezing together in chunks from my watery eyes, I'm finding it hard to say words with M's or B's, we all have halos of white hair surrounding our heads. Tomorrow I will trust the signs.