Happy Winter Solstice, everyone!
Yes, it's the shortest day of the year, and - in contrast to the longest day of the year - I was very much awake for this morning's 8:04am sunrise. I went looking for statistics, and found that here in Britain, December 21st will be 7 hours, 49 minutes, and 41 seconds long. That's less than half of that longest summer day - Winter Solstice is 8 hours, 49 minutes shorter than Summer Solstice (Source, + more fun Winter Solstice facts: The Telegraph).
It's all because - and brace yourself for a fact that I'm about to deliver and then likely immediately forget - "The sun is directly overhead of the Tropic of Capricorn in the Southern Hemisphere during the December Solstice and is closer to the horizon than at any other time of the year."
But wow, 8 hours and 49 minutes? For some reason - even though I obviously know the days are much, much longer in summer - I find it startling to see the difference written down like that. I mean, think about what 8 hours and 49 represent! Think about what you could do with that kind of time! Why, just based on a few of my activities this year, I could:
- Blend approximately 75.5 breakfast smoothies
- Watch about 5 B-movies about sharks
- Take something like 105.8 bucket showers
- Attend 12.2% of the average Indian wedding
- Watch that stupid, stupid 20-second ClearBlue commercial a mind-numbing 1,587 times (Note: Given how often they've showed it to me, it is entirely likely I already have. Yes, YouTube is still showing it to me. Yes, I AM bitter.)
- Play 529 rounds of Heads Up!
- Teach 8.82 lunchtime yoga classes
- Assuming a constant speed, I could add roughly 88km to my 300km of running this year (alas, still far short of my original 600km goal)
- I could fly from London to Geneva 5.29 times
...'cause that's what I'm doing tonight. Hurray!