I snapped my hair this morning.

For those of you not living in the arctic north, the temperature (at least according to the thermometer on my dashboard) was 1 degree. Yep. 1 degree Fahrenheit.

It really whips through your clothes. The windows have a light dust of frost on them.

And when you don't really dry your hair, and then walk across the street after kickboxing, it freezes and you can snap the ice in your hair. God I want to be somewhere warmer.