Maybe I’m just getting older, but I swear, the cold in Tennessee has a peculiarity that makes it especially mean. I say this as a Midwestern girl. I don’t know if it’s the humidity, but it’s not very cold here this morning. Maybe mid 20s and warming. But just in the short time I was out walking the dog–yes moving around–I got so cold down to my bones that I feel like I’m never going to get warm.
Just within ten minutes of being out, all my fingers were stiff and numb.
I had a weird dream that I accidentally let the neighbors’ cat–the black and white one that waits for the bus with their son–into the house. I think that’s because he’s been over visiting so much.
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Humidity is the killer. I’ve lived in high desert and in lower elevations with more humidity and I swear 40 degrees feels like it could freeze you to death with humidity and 10 degrees feels balmy if it’s sunny in the mountains.
It’s not just you; this other Midwestern girl feels like the cold just sits in your bones like old iron here. The Midwest will chill your skin and flesh…here it drills past that and sits right in the marrow.
@Justin, Humidity is a funny thing. It makes the cold colder and the heat hotter.
Not sure about this. Humidity in the east central plains of the lower midwest is about at parity with the humidity here.
I think, B, that this is a function of being immersed in the psychotic weather cycles around here that almost invariably tilt towards warm. When it’s in the 20′s one day and in the 50′s the next, it’s hard to acclimatize.
Illinois cold doesn’t tease you like the Tennessee cold. At least around Low Point, IL the weather gets into a predictable pattern, i.e., hard cold for a few months where the mercury scarcely gets above freezing, which probably was the pattern back from my childhood until the last advance of the Laurentide ice shelf.