The magnificent "Four Seasons" was composed by Vivaldi.
But for yours truly, there are but two: outdoors and indoors.

I prefer (of course) the outdoor season. However, the indoor season has its positives. Since we're only about a month into "winter", I can say good things about it. But two months from now? Beware!

I have no particular indoor hobbies such as building bird houses. However, I have routines and things to do to keep me occupied. And, they say regular schedules are good--eating, sleeping, exercising, etc., at certain times.

Each winter morning, the first thing I do is get my basement wood stove/furnace going. While waiting for it to "kick in", I exercise a little, just to get the blood flowing. Then I eat breakfast.

My post breakfast routine is to return to the basement and walk a half mile (8'). They say ("they" as in experts) that walking after a meal is good--calories are burned faster.
Then I head upstairs to the computer (where I can see the sun rising). Depending on what I want to do, I might spend up to two hours on it. I've restarted genealogy research, so I'll be putting in more hours.

Then, instead of hitting the golf course, I return to the basement to hit the punching bag and lift weights. Total time: 90 minutes. Between "reps", I hit walnuts with my hammer. Lots of "hitting" going on! My black walnut supply is adding up. If it's not too windy or cold, I may actually get outside and go jogging. But I prefer the warmth of indoors.

Lunch, Sudoku, nap follows. In the afternoon, I split and haul wood to the basement (all manually). I may read and play piano, alternating with walking another 2 miles or so, either outdoors or in the basement. (It takes 15 seconds to do a loop/lap, and I can walk a mile in 16'--64 laps).

A thousand abdominal crunches, followed by some wine and cheese (or nuts), and I'm ready to prepare supper. Watch the "nightly news", walk another mile, read and turn on the TV (sound muted), and hit the sack (not literally hitting).

Today, however, I'm going to town this PM! First time my truck has been out of the garage in 10 days! Hope it starts.
I'm out of milk. And I need to visit my father. Bad son. But, I'm not one that HAS to get out of the house. No seasonal disorder or cabin fever for me. After all, I spend half my day (it seems) in a dark basement!!

Enjoy the rest of the week. You know I will. It's great to be alive.