Still snowed in

Unlooked-for session at the climbing joint, owing to a friend bold enough to drive on the moguls and hills; she and her daughter picked me up at the bottom of our street, and off we rumbled. It was cold again at the gym, but not as bad as last weekend, since we couldn't see our breath. Fun work out, and a bit of harrowment on the trip home. We gave a stranded friend a lift; his car had thrown a chain on the Ballard Bridge, and he abandoned his car in the gym parking lot. Buses were backed up and not moving up one of the big hills to home, so we had to meander around to find another route. The slush was frozen hard and very bumpy, and I realized the queasiness I was feeling must be motion sickness. We did have a shovel, in case we got stuck, but the little VW made it back to the neighborhood unscathed.