I know the weather’s already been posted about to death but I can’t help myself on days like today to add yet another entry. Afterall, it really is a significant part of the day and influences a lot of my decisions. From the moment I get up, I have to start thinking about how much warmth I’m going to need to get through my morning and evening commutes. Whether or not I’ll leave the office for lunch. Which underground route is the quickest to get from A to B. But it seems that no matter what I do, I always end up with at least one frozen toe. Not always the same toe mind you, but inevitably one of the little guys will get frostbitten. And when I say frostbitten, I mean turned white and solid frostbitten, not just tingly, almost frostbitten. As I’m walking around trying to wiggle some life back into my frozen toe, I wonder if anyone else is simultaneously experiencing the same hidden discomfort as myself or if it’s just me. Thick socks, thermal insoles, and Thinsulate lining don’t seem to be very effective in these temperatures. Of course I could opt for entirely practical footwear like Sorels which some people swear by, but you don’t exactly make the best impression when you show up for a meeting in a suit and moon boots. For such a fashionable city, Montreal winters are not about fashion. It’s either give up the matching ensemble or sacrifice a precious toe to the elements.