I always liked winter. (Stop me now if you think I have blogged about this for the past few years.) I used to go outside and play in the snow. I viewed winter as another season to get outside and have fun - skiing, snow shoeing, hiking, and more.
Now things are a bit different.
I feel like I have turned into a little old lady...
"Is that ice? I don't want to fall again and have to go back to the doctor."
"Its too cold to go out today."
"Do I need a walking stick to walk to the store? There's an inch of snow."
I am turning into a wimp.
I complain about the cold and snow, instead of enjoying it. The cold makes my ailments feel worse. I am whining and waiting until spring.