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There was a time when I dreaded winter and everything about it: the cold, the snow, the shoveling, scraping, shivering, slogging through slush. Each morning, as I climbed in my cold car for the half-hour drive to work in the dark, I muttered, “I hate this part.”
My grumpiness didn’t contribute much to my well-being. I soon decided if I was going to live in the Maritimes, I’d better find something to like about winter. Enter snowshoeing, downhill and cross-country skiing.