I should have got up an hour earlier.
When I looked out the window, the snow was falling heavily, and had obviously been doing so for some time. And still is. So I set out for the gym, but there were no buses and the snow made the walking difficult, and three times as slow as usual.
But it is beautiful.

So I gave up: returned my library books, and bought some things at the Bank Street Kardish -- which is having a "Customer Appreciation Day" sale, obviously successful, as the place was packed. Because things were 20% off I got some items I'd been needing but holding off on: unscented hand soap, for example.
Then I bought more groceries - clementines, carrots, a watermelon - and had a heavy load to struggle back through the snow with. They don't plough Third Avenue. They just don't. They did take away the snow banks last week, and just as well, or we wouldn't be able to see over them.
So now I'm inside, warm and dry and half dead. Feels as if I did ten workouts all at once. Time for coffee in celebration, I think.