As I was coming home from the gym, I hit a patch of ice and pulled a nice 360 into a snow bank. It really wasn't snowing bad, just a little mixed with some freezing rain made for bad conditions. Here I was stuck in a snow bank, in pretty deep, in people's back yards.
Let me explain something about my post gym routine. I usually am putting out a fair amount of body heat, so much so, that I don't bother to change out of my shorts and a t-shirt attire, nor put on a coat. My running shoes are designed to keep my feet cool by allowing the maximum amount of air into them. So I am in my garb when I hit the snow.
I am wedged in pretty deep, My car is not made for the snow. I cannot go forward, and I cannot go back. I cannot do really anything. I even tried using some of my kitty litter to get some traction. Nothing.
I must say people in this town are very helpful. At least 10 people stopped to ask me if I needed help. I assured them that I was ok, I have called A^3 and they will be here within the hour. I did want to tell the pretty woman that I am stuck without a valentine as well, if she would care to help me out with that, but I figured I already looked the fool for being stuck.
Anyhow, I appreciate the assistance, though I had to get out of my car to explain to people that I was ok. Remember my earlier statement about how I was dressed? Yeah, I was quite chilly.
I don't see any major damage to my vehicle, but I'll keep an eye on it, see if anything is leaking or anything else.
I have to say, this day was not awesome. Not even a little. So if you seek me, look for me somewhere with a bottle in hand.