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Why I Love Cold Fronts

Most of you have figured out by now that I live in north central Texas. It’s blazing hot most of the year, incredible thunderstorms and tornadoes roll down over us from the Great Plains, and, thanks to the Gulf Stream, the wind blows almost constantly.  Constantly, I tell you.  This can make outdoor cardio exercise like running or biking a special challenge, especially if you have asthma or allergies.  On my bike runs, I usually go south along the Trinity River, so that the wind will be at my back on the trip back to the office.

In the 16-24 hours prior to a cold front sliding across us, the wind stops.  I mean it totally stops as the pressure of the arriving front temporarily blocks the Gulf Stream.  Yesterday was one of those glorious day.  So what did I do?  Hopped on the bike and took a 10 mile ride at lunch time.   Only yesterday, I rode NORTH along the Trinity instead of south! A whole new view!

Thanks to no wind, the river was like glass, and the sky was brilliant. These ancient train trestles were so pretty in the sun.  It was an amazing outing.

Ride with the wind. Keep the Faith.

EMail Anglea Pea

2 thoughts on “Why I Love Cold Fronts

  1. I love trains and trussles and your picture. Thank you for sharing. And if you want, I could try and bottle up a bit of our cold and send it in a box to you but you have to send me up some warmth. :o)
    Take care Angela and have a blessed weekend.

  2. I love love love windless days. They are just so rare over here too and your landscape looks similar to ours as well. Very flat.
    Hope you are doing well!

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