Now, it is the mid of Fall. I loved the very beginning of it, with colours of red falling from the sky as I cycled around. But now the temperature is going down. I love wearing shorts. I always wear shorts and right now I guess its time to give up. Damn. I can't stand it cause I'm losing to the weather. I also hate wearing sweaters and jackets. Windbreakers are okay.
Its been below 10 degrees lately and I still am going around without a jacket and also still wearing shorts. Now, I'm not gonna give in to mother nature that fast am I? Haha. I do feel cold but somehow as I cycle the body heat helps to warm me up. I can stand a few more degrees lower I guess.
As I was cycling back home after a squash game few days ago I stopped at a red light and there was another cyclist who stopped beside me, a white guy wearing some thick jacket and winter gloves. He looked at me wearing a summer sports attire and gave me a weird stare and said "Aren't you cold??" I replied "Umm, I guess a little bit. I am still okay with it." He started laughing and said "Are you from the North Pole or something??" And it was green light already. I was moving and shouted "I am a distant relative of penguins!!"
It was actually about 5 degrees on that night. Did I feel cold? To be honest I did but after a 2 hours game of squash the intense body heat produced was far more than enough for me not to realize that it was cold out there. haha.
Oh there was another one more case too. I went out on a Saturday with two of my friends to a Bicycle Show at the Exhibition Centre in Toronto. We used a street car this time around and not the bicycle which was kinda rare. So the lady sitting beside me started a conversation with me and again the same question "You don't feel cold??" I said "Yes I do, but I'd rather sacrifice than wearing a jacket or long pants. Never mind its not THAT cold anyway. I am pretty young to be able to stand it." That was when she started calling me "Haha! I know! You are Superman!" and then the whole journey in the street car she was addressing me as Superman!!
Oh, and my friends was not able to control their laughter were laughing out loud as soon as we came out of the street car and hence they started calling me Super Thila!!
And that's the story of how I became Super Thila.
P/S. I do not like cold weather. I don't like. I want the warm sun.
