Outdoor practice as winter approaches is slightly better than when winter arrives. Thankfully, I have an outdoor propane heater, which really helps during chilly morning sessions. The heater was a gift that I continue to appreciate.
It wasn’t all that cold this morning. It was 43°F, not too bad. The heater, a hand warmer, and layers of apparel helped. The clothes felt constricting but there’s really no other solution aside from trying to suffer through the lower temperatures while wearing less. Perhaps those of you, north of the Mason-Dixon Line find this quaint.
Still, practice must continue. During that training one spectator appeared. Perhaps he was trying to figure out what I was doing in the cold. Or he might have been hoping I’d leave his hunting ground and stop being a disturbance. Eventually, we both left.