Though snow has been missed, this skier is happy spring is here
If you've been outside recently, you may have noticed that the weather is warmer than the month of March usually brings. The weather forecast shouldn't be saying 65 degrees on March 13. With the melting of the snow, it's finally time to embrace the upcoming spring -- whether it be reluctantly or not.
Spring brings a variety of different things. Whether it be spring skiing, track season, the usual rain or the unusually light evenings, spring is one of my favorite times of the year.
Spring skiing obviously didn't go too well this year. It's kind of hard to ski when all of the rare snow is gone. Ski trails have turned to mud, grass and slush. Skill is needed to try and glide down the rough paths. During those occasional spring storms, I like to go out and ski while the white flakes fall down from the sky. The weather looks like that won't be happening this year.
With the majority of the snow gone, (which is very hard to believe) you may see more and more runners out and about. You see, the track season has finally started. This year is just a bit different than previous years. Usually on the first day of practice, we tracksters are running through snow and slop on the roads and are unable to use the track because of all the snow enclosing the red lanes.
Why, just the other day, I surprised myself at track practice. Normally, I could care less about my mile times, pace, etc. At the end of my run, I was shocked to find myself wondering and really caring about what my mile pace was. I was utterly confused about my sudden interest in my pace.
The peaceful fall of rain on Monday added a nice touch to my enjoyment of spring. The streets were littered with puddles and muddy cars. Windows were streaked with falling water and the sight outside was beautiful. Misty grey fog hovered above eye level.
When daylight savings time comes around, the days seem so weird. I'm not used to the sun still being up at seven o' clock at night. The days seem shorter than most when I look at the clock and see that it's already 6:30. It isn't uncommon for me to glance one more time at the clock and then steal a look outside, and repeat the cycle over again. After a while, sunlight evenings are normal.
Two of my favorite things about spring are this: being able to walk barefoot without freezing my toes off, and all of the gorgeous flowers. If I could walk, run, do everything barefoot, I would. I would run through those beautiful flowers barefoot, run barefoot and do everything I possibly could barefoot.
The feeling of grass under your toes is one of the best feelings I can imagine. With flowers lining countless things, the sky seems so much brighter. The vibrant colors light up the green grass and the blue sky like they are neon signs in front of a restaurant. I almost feel like a little girl again when the flowers start to bloom.
With all these elements added up together, the answer is clear. Spring is my favorite season. You can almost feel that sense of life in the air. In fact, it's right in front of your eyes. Berit Ramstad Skoyles is a sophomore at Detroit Lakes High School.