in every March, when it becomes imperative that I spend a hour perusing the spa menu at the upcoming beach resort. When I must confirm that yes, yoga on the beach is offered twice a day, and yes, a mojito may be obtained by merely raising the flag on one's beach chair.
I am done with double-layer running tights and windburn cheeks. Done with shoveling! Done with shivering! Bring on spring and more immediately, spring break!
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