On NOT Hibernating

I was groggy this morning, and poking my nose out from under the comforter was all I could manage for about 10 minutes.
It doesn't help that we, that is, my husband turns down the thermostat to 58 at bedtime. Even when I'm not groggy, I wait until he gets up and cranks up the thermostat before putting my feet on the floor. In the name of cost-savings this winter, he's been cranking it all the way up to about 63 degrees. To his credit, I have to say he bought me a couple of those electric space heaters to take the chill off (or thaw out my feet, as the case may be).
I've always been a morning person, but as I age it's getting easier to cling to the covers in the morning. Or maybe it is this cold snap we're having.
We exercise almost every day; 6:00 AM, sharp. We alternate running days with walking days. Today was a walking day, but when I read the outside thermometer at 14F I knew we'd be improvising indoors, again. The upside is that we live 1/2 block from the church where my husband pastors, and there's a gym. The downside is, walking around and around in a small gym gets old very quickly. Besides that, I was still quite sluggish. My husband even mentioned that if we could count our steps, we might actually be able to walk with our eyes closed and still make all the turns without hitting any walls...
While I didn't try his game, I did get creative following all the lines painted on the floor; basketball, volleyball, floor hockey, the AWANA lines.... do you realize how many different patterns you can trace in 30 minutes? Well, once the blood got pumping and my brain cells woke up, I actually had a good time. Not quite as much fun as running outdoors when it's above freezing, but it'll have to do until we're out of this deep freeze.