The Salt Lake Tribune's weather page seems to be the lair of interesting people. The headline says this is perfect weather for Canadian geese and melancholy Norwegian playwrights, and the article itself includes quotes from Ibsen. But really, when your job is to write about the weather every day, you need to liven it up a little. And the comments are interesting, too, one from a bicycle commuter who only relinquishes his bike in life threatening storms and a couple from someone down on the Hopi reservation. A surprisingly pleasant corner of a website filled with conservative/liberal fights and some nasty name calling.

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And the comments are interesting, too, one from a bicycle commuter who only relinquishes his bike in life threatening storms

I work with a guy like that. In nicer weather he wears some kind of oxygen restricting mask presumably to make shit as unpleasant as possible.

In nicer weather he wears some kind of oxygen restricting mask presumably to make shit as unpleasant as possible.

In super nice weather does he hire people to follow him and throw flaming sticks at him?

Wait, he doesn't want oxygen?? Wtf??

Also, all those business shenanigans sound insane.

Well, you don't decide to bike-commute unless you're wanting to make yourself tougher. I bet the guy here, who's used to nearly a mile of elevation, can beat the pants off any soft sea-level cyclist.

I am listening to the computer programmer explain our degree plans completely incorrectly to a new computer programmer. It doesn't really matter for what they are doing, I don't think, but it is making me crazy. I have learned a whole lot about our school database (which I do not have access to). I learned that "no one cares" about the students who take the programs I work on, so they are not in the database.

I bet the guy here, who's used to nearly a mile of elevation, can beat the pants off any soft sea-level cyclist.

Hence the anti-oxygen mask. Which I really did not know was a thing, outside of maybe Olympic trainees.

Brenda, it sounds like you work for my org. Ugh.

I have a cold. It's a little one, but it came on in an instant. One second I was fine, the next I had a stuffy head and postnasal drip.

This is my last day off before going back, so I am basking in the laziness. But, the I don't wannas about going back tomorrow keep creeping in.

I bet the guy here, who's used to nearly a mile of elevation, can beat the pants off any soft sea-level cyclist.

Absolutely. I was in damn good shape (back in marathon days) when I visited Colorado the first time. We went up to one of the ski resorts and it was all I could do to walk across the parking lot to the ski lodge. I had to sit and rest before I could consider walking up the stairs. It was amazing how much difference elevation makes. I think we were at 11,000 feet while my house is at 14.

edit to fix actual height

I drove to Pikes Peak once. (Is that around 14,000 feet?) It was cold so I changed from short to long pants in my car. I was so exhausted just from doing that.