TRANSITION

I went running (walking/jogging) last Saturday morning. It was over 70 degrees when I started shortly after nine-thirty and eighty by the time I finished the five miles at quarter til eleven. I don't mind the heat...its much better than cold, any day.

When I got home, I copied the football schedule for my grandsons' league. That's when it hit me what a transitional period the football season is. Early season games are always played in sweltering heat and the last games or playoffs are often played in bitter cold. I love football but I hate to think about the bitter cold.