Extra credit: What do you hate most about winter?
One word: precipitation. Los Angeles, like any desert city, is absolutely gorgeous after a rain storm. The guck is gone from the air, the streets are cleaned, and, if things are really wet and cold, the local mountains gets snow. Yes, the traffic is a nightmare, and the ocean is a sewage buffet for a few days, but I think the few days of immaculate air are worth it.
On the flip side, the sun going down at 4 o’clock is bloody awful. It’s been extra tough with training, because I’ll have days where I get to work in the dark, crunch all day, then come home in the same dark. Argh.