You know when it's late winter...

and you have a break of reasonably mild weather after a really cold snap, and you start to imagine that spring is on it's way.. and the days are getting longer and it hasn't snowed in a while, and it's almost March, and you look outside in the morning and it looks like there are buds on the trees but it's probably just wishful thinking.. and then you have training in the evening and it's the Old Town training which is all outside in the open square and you're standing around listening for large periods in the evening and it's really really fucking freezing, like 10 degrees less than it was 2 nights ago..

well I don't really like that.